Paroles de A Good Man Is Hard To Find
A good man's is hard to findOnly strangers sleep in my bed
My favorite words are good-bye
And my favorite color is red
I always play Russian Roulette in my head
It's sventeen black and twenty-nine red
How far from the gutter
How far fron the pew
I'll always remember to forget about you
A good man's is hard to find
Only strangers sleep in my bed
My favorite words are good-bye
And my favorite color is red
A long dead soldier looks out
From the frame
No one remembers his war; no one
Remembers his name
Go out to the meadow;
Scare off all the crows
It does nothing but rain here,
And nothing will grow
A good man's is hard to find
Only strangers sleep in my bed
My favorite words are good-bye
And my favorite color is red
How far from the gutter
How far fron the pew
I'll always remember to forget about you
A good man's is hard to find
Only strangers sleep in my bed
My favorite words are good-bye
And my favorite color is red
A long dead soldier looks out
From the frame
No one remembers his war; no one
Remembers his name
Go out to the meadow;
Scare off all the crows
It does nothing but rain here,
And nothing will grow
A good man's is hard to find
Only strangers sleep in my bed
My favorite words are good-bye
And my favorite color is red
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