Текст песни Eric Burdon - Factory Girl

My Secret Life
Жанр: Blues
Исполнитель: Eric Burdon
Альбом: My Secret Life
Длительность: 04:41
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As I went out walking one fine summer morning The birds in the bushes did whistle and sing The lads and the lasses in couples were courtin' Going back to the factory their work to begin I spied one among them, she was fairer than most Her cheeks like a red rose, that blooms in the spring Her hair like a lily, that grows in yon valley She was only a hard - working Factory girl He sat soft beside her, more closely to view her She says, "My young man, don't stare me so" I said: "I`ve gold in my pockets and silver as well" No more shall you answer that factory call Now the years have gone past from the days of our youth Our home is now teeming with children at play Life goes on in the village you can still hear the whistle "Hey there goes that lad with his factory girl. You can still hear the sound Of the factory call.
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