The Wild Rover - Carry On | Текст песни

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• The Wild Rover
• Carry On

Some people say that I regret it
I can’t deny I’m not so sure
I’ve seen the nights I’m hardly missing
And they’re still banging at my door

Carry on
The rat is on the run
Look at my fingers
They are getting cold

Carry on
I understand it’s wrong
That face is getting old
But I have got to carry on

Back streets will hide all my intentions
Except this hunting of myself
Au revoir to careless sleeping
Au revoir to careless days