Paroles de Templeton Rye
Born in a cloud of dustIt broke the best of us
Sweating poverty
A desperate time
Then they took our drink away
How are we supposed to live that way
Nothing takes away the pain
Like Templeton Rye
Chorus:
So let the barn burn
Let the band play
Everything will be OK
When your mouth gets dry
Fill my cup with Templeton Rye
Bag of sugar and a bushel of grain
Everyone is praying for rain
Revenuers pour it down the drain
Start from scratch
Thirty feet of a copper pipe
One hundred gallons cooking overnight
Make sure it tastes just right
And start another batch He's got a mean mean thirst
Take the rest to the River House Barn
Out in back of the heater farm
A pretty girl walking on my arm
Guided by the moonlight
Nothing takes away the pain
Like Templeton Rye
Chorus:
So let the barn burn
Let the band play
Everything will be OK
When your mouth gets dry
Fill my cup with Templeton Rye
Bag of sugar and a bushel of grain
Everyone is praying for rain
Revenuers pour it down the drain
Start from scratch
Thirty feet of a copper pipe
One hundred gallons cooking overnight
Make sure it tastes just right
And start another batch He's got a mean mean thirst
Take the rest to the River House Barn
Out in back of the heater farm
A pretty girl walking on my arm
Guided by the moonlight
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