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A good man is hard to find

by Tom Waits


A good man´s is hard to find
Only strangers sleep in my bed
My favorite words are good-bye
And my favorite color is red

I always play Russian Roulette in my head
It´s sventeen black and twenty-nine red
How far from the gutter
How far fron the pew
I´ll always remember to forget about you

A good man´s is hard to find
Only strangers sleep in my bed
My favorite words are good-bye
And my favorite color is red

A long dead soldier looks out
From the frame
No one remembers his war; no one
Remembers his name

Go out to the meadow;
Scare off all the crows
It does nothing but rain here,
And nothing will grow

A good man´s is hard to find
Only strangers sleep in my bed
My favorite words are good-bye
And my favorite color is red





 

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