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Stuart Staples
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Neil Fraser
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МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА
Stuart Staples
Композитор
Mark Colwill
Композитор
David Boulter
Композитор
Alistair McAuley
Композитор
Tindersticks
Аранжировщик струнных инструментов
Terry Edwards
Аранжировщик струнных инструментов
ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ
Tindersticks
Продюсер
Ian Caple
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Слова
I had shoes full of holes
When you first took me in
The path that you led
Was straight to your bed
There's no cots to sleep in
And you showed me
Who I was running from
As if I had not known all along
Oh, my old feet
They know this hard street
Stay like old friends
They're flat on the ground
There's no further down
There's no cots to sleep in
So come in
Leave them outside the door
Tear off the paper
Tear off the carpet off the floor
And I know you're hurting
And I can't be there for you
And I know you're hurting
And I can't be there no more
I had shoes full of holes
When you first took me in
I had callouses, not sores
And I'd like to keep them
So go turn those sheets
Get back on the street
There's nothing more I can bring to you
They are scared of the door
Afraid of the floor
Well, I'll go and walk right through
And I'll show you
Who I've been running from
It's the feeling of waking
And it's gone
And I know you're hurting
And I can't be there for you
I know you're hurting
When I can't be there no more
I had shoes full of holes
When you first took me in
I had callouses, not sores
And I'd like to keep them
Oh, my old feet
They know this hard street
They're like old friends
They're flat on the ground
There's no further down
There's no cots to sleep in
So come in
Leave them outside the door
Tear off the paper
Tear off the carpet off the floor
And I know you're hurting
And I can't be there for you
I know you're hurting
That I can't be there no more
I had shoes full of holes
When you first took me in
I had callouses, not sores
And I'd like to keep them
So go turn those sheets
Get back on the street
There's nothing more I can bring to you
They are scared of the door
Afraid of the floor
Well, I'll go and walk right through
And I'll show you
Who I've been running from
It's the feeling of waking
And it's gone
Writer(s): Stuart Ashton Staples, Dickon James Hinchliffe, David Boulter, Alasdair Macaulay, Neil Timothy Fraser, Mark Anthony Stephen Colwill
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