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• Artiste: Jackson C. Frank
• Titre: Marcys Song
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Well she, she's just a picture Who lives on my wall Well she, she's just a picture And the reason, reason, reason it is so small With a smile so inviting and a body so tall She, she's just a picture Just a picture That's all Well you stand there, stand there with the nightshade Her dripping ripping down your hands And you ask me, ask me about the lightning And the lady, lady, lady she understands It's a dream for the future and the water for the sands And the strangeness is wandering Through many callin' lands I'd give you, give you quite freely All the clothes on your gipsy bait And I'd suffer, suffer so long in prison If I knew you'd have to wait With the wind scouring sandstone And the ashes in your grate Somewhere no devil emperor The great whale's gone The holy plate And this caravan it becomes an alter And the priests, the priests are big as none And I'll share, share our time together Until our time together is done But your skin it was pretty And I loved, I loved another one Now she, she's just like some picture That has faded in the sun Well she, she's just a picture Who lives on my wall Well she, she's just a picture And the reason, reason, reason is so small With a smile so inviting and a body so tall Well she, she's just a picture Just a picture That's all Just a picture That's all