Was a dark stormy night As the train rattled on All the passengers had gone to bed Except a young man with a baby in his arms Who sat there with a bowed-down head
The innocent one began crying just then As though its poor heart would break One angry man said, "Make that child stop its noise For it's keeping all of us awake."Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
