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  • Текст песни Alabama 3 - Woke Up

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    And after three days of drinkin' with Larry Love
    I just get an inklin' to go on home
    So, I'm walkin' down Coldharbour Lane
    Head hung low, three or four in the mornin'

    The suns comin' up and the birds are out singing
    I let myself into my pad
    Wind myself up that spiral staircase
    An' stretch out nice on the chesterfield

    Pithecanthropus Erectus already on the CD player
    And I just push that remote button to sublimity
    And listen to the sweet sculptural rhythms of Charles Mingus
    And J.R. Monterose and Jackie Mclean
    Duet on those saxophones

    And the sound makes it's way outta the window
    Minglin' with the traffic noises outside, you know and
    All of a sudden I'm overcome by a feelin' of brief mortality
    'Cause I'm gettin' on in the world
    Comin' up on forty-one years

    Forty-one stoney gray steps towards the grave
    You know the box, awaits it's grissly load
    Now, I'm gonna be food for worms
    And just like Charles Mingus wrote
    That beautiful piece-a music, 'Epitaph for Eric Dolphy'

    I say, so long Eric, so long, John Coltrane
    And Charles Mingus, so long, Duke Ellington
    And Lester Young, so long, Billie Holliday
    And Ella Fitzgerald, so long, Jimmy Reed
    So long, Muddy Waters, and so, long Howlin' Wolf

    Woke up this mornin'
    Got yourself a gun
    Mama always said you'd be the chosen one
    She said, 'You're one in a million
    You got to burn to shine'
    That you were born under a bad sign
    With a blue moon in your eyes

    Woke up this mornin'
    And-a all that love had gone
    Your papa never told you
    About right and wrong

    But you're, but you're looking good, baby
    I believe you're a-feelin' fine
    Shame about it, born under a bad sign
    With a blue moon in your eyes
    So, sing it now

    Woke up this mornin'
    Woke up this mornin'
    Woke up this mornin'
    Woke up this mornin'

    I see ya woke up this mornin'
    The world turned upside down
    Lordy, but a-things ain't been the same
    Since the blues walked in-a town

    But ya, but ya, one in a million
    'Cause you got that shotgun shine
    Shame about it, born under a bad sign
    With a blue moon in your eyes
    So, sing it now

    Woke up this mornin'
    You got a blue moon
    Got a blue moon in your eyes
    I gotta free your eyes
    Woke up this mornin'
    So sad, god-damned
    A god-damned shame about it

    Woke up this mornin'
    You got a blue moon
    I've gotta free your eyes
    Got a blue moon in your eyes
    Woke up this mornin'
    I'm not dreaming

    Mister D. Wayne Love

    When you woke up this morning
    Everything was gone
    By half past ten your head was going
    Ding-dong ringin' like a bell
    From your head down to your toes
    Like some voice tryin' to tell you
    There's somethin' you should know
    Last night you was flyin' but today you're so low
    Ain't it times like these
    Makes you wonder (go back) if you'll ever know
    The meaning of things as they appear to the others
    Wives, husbands, mothers
    Fathers, sisters and brothers (tell 'em go home)
    Don't you wish you didn't function
    Don't you wish you didn't think
    Beyond the next paycheck and the next little drink
    Well, you do so make up your mind to go on
    'Cause when you woke up this mornin'
    Ev'rything you had was gone

    Woke up this mornin'
    When ya woke up this mornin'
    Woke up this mornin'
    Ya, woke up this mornin'

    Woke up this mornin', you wanna be
    You wanna be the chosen one
    Yeah, you know what you're talkin' about
    You just can't help yourself, yeah

    Woke up this mornin' and
    My dreams gone bad
    Got yourself a gun (gotta hold, a-wind yourself up)
    A-got yourself a gun
    Larry, one more time now it's almost done
    Got you

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