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Al Stewart - Apple Cider Re-Constitution - текст песни, видео

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Al Stewart - Apple Cider Re-Constitution - текст песни, видео

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When we came to the station all the trains were rusty 
The doors were open and the windows broken in 
There was grass in all the cracks and the air hung musty 
The travel posters were flapping in the wind 
So we moved through the dust and gloom 
Playing waiting games in the waiting-room 
Lay our sleeping-bags out on the floor 
And on Sunday morning easy rider comes to me with apple cider 
Leaves me here without a place to go 

If I followed the coast road, I'd be home by evening 
The harbour lights still cut across the bay 
From the slot machine arcade the lights go streaming 
To the bikes outside the rock 'n' roll cafe 
Ah but you know those small town blues 
Are really too much to lose 
There's nothing really there to go back for 
And on Sunday morning easy rider comes to me with apple cider 
Leaves me here without a place to go 

Any railway station would be just fine, fine, fine 
To settle down and wash the cobwebs from your head 
Oh, if your situation's running dry, dry, dry 
Find a waiting-room beneath the stars to make your bed' 

Cause you know London can make your brain stall 
The streets get cold and empty on a rainy night 
So you duck into the subway station, you can hear the trains call 
They want to take you to the Earl's Court Road, but it don't seem right 
Cause it's na, na, na noowah 
On the juke-box, singing in the burger bar 
See the people's faces in the passing cars don't want to know 
And on Sunday morning easy rider comes to me with apple cider 
Leaves me here without a place to go 

You have the most appealing surface I have seen 
Bring it over here, lay it down by me 
Don't mean to make you nervous, I just mean 
To make you see, this is the place to be 

When we came to the station all the trains were rusty 
The air was empty and the platforms overgrown 
There were old tin cans and cats and the doors were crusted 
With mud and leaves and names carved long ago 
And the rails go on for ever in a silver trail to the setting sun 
You can follow them anywhere you want to go 
And on Sunday morning easy rider comes to me with apple cider 
Leaves me here without a need to know
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