Лучшие песни Hudson-Ford
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Hudson-Ford
Исполнитель
John Ford
Вокал
Richard Hudson
Вокал
Tom Allom
Фортепиано
Jack Emblow
Аккордеон
Del Newman
Исполнитель
Billy Bell
Банджо
Chris Parren
Фортепиано
Gerry Conway
Барабаны
Rick Wakeman
Фортепиано
Micky Keen
Стил-гитара
МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА
John Ford
Композитор
Richard Hudson
Композитор
Del Newman
Аранжировщик струнных инструментов
ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ
John Ford
Продюсер
Richard Hudson
Продюсер
Tom Allom
Продюсер
Слова
Going down the good road
With no money in hand
Long as I got to you
My clothes are awful dirty
And my shoes filled with sand
But turn me down
Yes you do
Getting tired
Ooh, getting sore
If I ain't gonna get my way
I'm straight out that door
Well, I've travelled half the county
For better paid jobs
To help me get the things you want
But I never knew I couldn't trust you
I see I've been away far too long
Getting tired
Ooh, getting sore
If I ain't gonna get my way
I'm straight out that door
Oh, you haven't got a heart
You haven't got a heart in you at all
First you give it all away
And make me your slave
And I end up right here on the floor
Take it back
Take it back
Take it back
Take it back
Take it back
Take it back
Take it back
Take it back
I had no other reason for being apart
Than to give you a better home
So go ahead and eat me but spit out my heart
Cos you ain't gonna try and a pick my bones
Getting tired
Ooh, getting sore
If I ain't gonna get my way
I'm straight out that door
Well, I've travelled half the county
For better paid jobs
To help me get the things you want
But I never knew I couldn't trust you
I see I've been away far too long
Take it back
Take it back
Take it back
Take it back...
Writer(s): John Henry Ford, Richard William Hudson
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