Текст (слова) песни: Townes Van Zandt - St John the gambler
by Townes Van Zandt
When she had twenty years she turned to her mother saying Mother, I know that you`ll grieve but I`ve given my soul to St John the gambler tomorrow comes time leave for the hills cannot hold back my sorrow forever and dead men lay deep `round the door the only salvation thats mine for the asking so mother, think on me no more Winter held high round the mountains breast and the cold of a thousand snows lay heaped upon the forests leaf but she dressed in calico for a gambler likes his women fancy fancy she would be and the fire of her longing would keep way the cold and her dress was a sight to see But the road was long beneath the feet she followed her frozen breath in search of a certain St John the gambler stumbling to her death she heard his laughter right down from the mountains and danced with her mothers tears to a funeral drawn a calico `neath the cross of twenty years To a funeral drawn a calico `neath the cross of twenty years
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