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• Artiste: Vic Chesnutt
• Titre: Fa-la-la
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Fa-la-la is running around All over the grounds of the hospital I was watching for her Like some people watch birds From the window of my hospital room I was trapped and tired She was as free as i'd ever found The embodiment of life force In a hospital gown Yeah, i could feel my body healing I would crank up the head Of my hospital bed All the way up When they would wake me at dawn Then i'd gaze out at the lawn Waiting on my sad soul medicine I was trapped and tired She was as free as i'd ever found The embodiment of life force In a hospital gown Yeah, i could feel my body healing And a nurse would come and see me Everyday And my folks are on their way To see me home But i don't want to go No i don't want to go Fa-la-la is running around All over the grounds of the hospital As they are loading me up Into the cab of my daddy's truck For our long ride home Only a fool wouldn't be happy To leave this cold insitution For a warm and loving home But i feel like i'm drying up Deep down in my bones Yes, i don't want to go No i don't want to go