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• Artiste: Transit
• Titre: Young New England
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If you're too drunk to walk Along the streets of cobblestone You know Boston never drinks alone Boston never drinks alone [x2] I carried you into the house You wrapped your arms around my neck I thought they'd never let me go I guess they did, I guess they did And that night we drove around And we laughed and cried And you cried a bit I kept you until you slept I walked down your steps With no regrets If you're too drunk to walk Along the streets of cobblestone You know Boston never drinks alone Boston never drinks alone [x2] And we sing until the sun comes up And we drink our glasses dry Every skyline, every street sign We don't stop risking our short time Always working through the weekend An uphill battle for a few good nights Over and over again, young New England Over and over again, young New England We traded in our small towns For those big city dreams With your head up on my shoulder And my heart under lock and key Let's take the time to look around, And forget what we missed And I'll walk back up your steps With no regrets I got no regrets If you're too drunk to walk Along the streets of cobblestone You know Boston never drinks alone Boston never drinks alone [x2] And we sing until the sun comes up And we drink our glasses dry Every skyline, every street sign We don't stop risking our short time Always working through the weekend An uphill battle for a few good nights Over and over again, young New England Over and over again, young New England Sing until the sun comes up Oh, young New England Drink those glasses dry Oh, young New England Every skyline, every street sign Oh, young New England Don't stop risking your short time Oh, young New England And we sing until the sun comes up And we drink our glasses dry Every skyline, every street sign We don't stop risking our short time Always working through the weekend An uphill battle for a few good nights Over and over again, young New England Over and over again, young New England Over and over again, young New England