Текст песни J.J. Cale - This town

This town I live inain't fit for man or beastThis town I live inain't fit for man or beastThere's a man down here, a man down thereThey all want to rob you or take you somewhereThis town I live inain't fit for man or beastI'm going down to the store, boyAnd get myself a dogI'm going down to the store, boyAnd get myself a dogI'm going to chain, chain, chain himUp to my fenceMake him bark, bark, barkUnderstand my FrenchI'm going down to the store, boyAnd get myself a dog

If I had a hundred dollarsI'd buy myself a gunIf I had a hundred dollarsI'd buy myself a gunI'd stick it out the doorAnd wait for an attackI'll need somebody just to cover my backIf I had a hundred dollarsI'd buy myself a gunThe moral of the storyYou better watch where you goThe moral of the story, boyYou better watch out where you goThey'll get you in the morningThey'll get you at nightSome, they want to rob youBut most, they want to fightThis town I live in, I got to goThis town I live inThis town I live in, I got to go
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