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letra de barstow blues - al duvall

it’s sloe gin time, a little hair of the tortoise
we stay home and let our women support us
i stretch out in a seductive pose
and all she wants to do is patch my clothes

shake hands with the landlord’s son
then count your fingers when you are done
the fools are lining up to buy their bells
set up the table with the p and sh-ll
gingin with the gin and vermouth
let’s take a leak in the fountain of youth
look at the future of humankind
i often envy the old and blind
i spеnt the best days of my life
in thе arms of another man’s wife
she was my mother when i was a tot
and quite as saucy as you may have thought
sometimes i feel like the devil’s boss
and h-ll is operating at a loss
so many sinners, and for each a flame
whatever happened to a sense of shame?
stuck in topeka since march the last
a nice place if you say it fast
ain’t got no money, but i’ll shine your shoes
i’m heading west, i got the barstow blues
the barstow blues
the barstow blues

- al duvall

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