The wisteria on the back verandah is still blooming And all the great aunts are either insane or dead Kensington Road runs straight for a while before turning We lived on the bend it was there I was raised and fed Counting and running as I go Down past the hedges all in a row In Adelaide, Adelaide
Dad's hands used to shake but I never knew he was dying I was thirteen I never dreamed he could fall And all the great aunts were red in the eyes from crying I rang the bells I never felt nothing at all All the king's horses all the king's men Cannot bring him back again
Find me a bar or a girl or guitar where do you go on a Saturday night? I own this town I spilled my wine at the bottom of the statue of Colonel Light And the streets are so wide everybody's inside Sitting in the same chairs they were sitting in last year (This is my town!) All the king's horses all the king's men Wouldn't drag me back again to Adelaide, Adelaide, Adelaide, Adelaide...Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
