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UB40 - Sins of the Fathers
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UB40
UB40
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Laurence Parry
Laurence Parry
Труба
Martin Meredith
Martin Meredith
Саксофон-альт
Brian Travers
Brian Travers
Исполнитель
МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА
Brian Travers
Brian Travers
Композитор
Ali Campbell
Ali Campbell
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Robin Campbell
Robin Campbell
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Earl Falconer
Earl Falconer
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Norman Hassan
Norman Hassan
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Michael Virtue
Michael Virtue
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Brown Jim (Gb 2)
Brown Jim (Gb 2)
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Terence Wilson
Terence Wilson
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ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ
UB40
UB40
Продюсер
Dan Sprigg
Dan Sprigg
Инженер звукозаписи
Jamie Travers
Jamie Travers
Инженер звукозаписи
Howie Weinberg
Howie Weinberg
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Once upon a time And not so long ago When things were much more simple And time would travel slow There came a righteous stranger With a bible in his hand To educate the sinners And liberate their land The sins of the fathers Are visited from old In a never ending circle Of people bought and sold So the wretched of the earth Will huddle from the cold As the ship of fools goes sailing On an ocean black as gold So come and sit beside me And let my tale unfold Of a land of milk and honey Where the truth must not be told As men of rhyme and reason Let the devil take their soul For greed and fame and fortune And a river black as gold The sins of the fathers Are visited from old In a never ending circle Of people bought and sold So the wretched of the earth Will huddle from the cold As the ship of fools goes sailing On an ocean black as gold And all the non-believers Were hiding from the light As a thousand burning crosses Were scattered in the night The theives and the vagabonds Were sinking in the sand As the righteous lord and master Stretches out a helping hand The sins of the fathers Are visited from old In a never ending circle Of people bought and sold So the wretched of the earth Will huddle from the cold As the ship of fools goes sailing On an ocean black as gold And those who had to suffer The sick, the young, the old Were sacrificed to fortune And left out in the cold So in this new arrangement The leaders sold their souls For bangles, beads and baubles And a river black as gold The sins of the fathers Are visited from old In a never ending circle Of people bought and sold So the wretched of the earth Will huddle from the cold As the ship of fools goes sailing On an ocean black as gold The sins of the fathers Are visited from old In a never ending circle Of people bought and sold So the wretched of the earth Will huddle from the cold As the ship of fools goes sailing On an ocean black as gold
Writer(s): Terrence Oswald Wilson, Brian Travers, Jim Brown, Norman Hassan, Ali Campbell, Earl Falconer, Michael Virtue, Robin Campbell Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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