Black dog bit through the keeper's chain Small and angry when the Devil came Sold my soul like a pocket knife There was no moon, there'll be no milk as sweet
Tomcat curled on a rabbit cage Brittle fingers in the potter's clay Sold my soul and I laid her down There was no moon, there'll be no milk as sweet
Blue bird laughs on a fallen tree Sunset burns on a quiet sea Sold my soul and they ran me down There was no moon, there'll be no milk as sweetTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
