Представляем точный текст композиции "Simon Keeper" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Cowboy Junkies (The) . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Simon Keeper» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Cowboy Junkies (The) передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Cowboy Junkies (The) - "Simon Keeper"
Lyrics to Simon Keeper : Jesus was a carpenter he died nailed to a wooden cross. Irony oh irony upon me it is never lost. Gather round now people, Im here to tell a tale About a man who walks among you, a man you each know well. My name is Simon Keeper I had a wife and three grown kids, A job in the towers cooking the books for the shills that grease the skids. Irony oh irony, you are a bitter fruit to eat. Stripped of all your beauty your flesh is none too sweet. Now I aint the most honest man that ever worked a skim. I was caught with my hand in the cookie jar and brother that was it. Fifty-four and a big black mark upon my resume, I found selling off what you dont own might earn you the time of day. Next it was a letter from my darling one, "whats yours is mine, whats mine is mine", Sealed with a hug and kiss. One by one my children closed their lives to me. Lesson learned on Daddys knee, "give no quarter to the weak". Irony oh irony, you are the polar seed of truth, You grow upon the open plain the faithful you uproot. Kicked around bout a year living hand to mouth, Then one day tryin to bum a light I felt my will give out. Sat right down on the corner, started prayin a little too loud. Left my troubles far behind When I saw them emptying their pockets out. Irony oh irony, you are a treacherous son of a bitch, Pretending not to care about the heights youll never reach. Now I wont start in preaching bout reaping what you sow, This is the story of a half-hearted man, Half honest as they go. But sit on down and rest a spell Ive got another tale to tell. About a lost young man in a far away land whose life is just too easy to sell. Jesus was a carpenter he died nailed to a wooden cross. Irony oh irony upon me it is never lost. [ Simon Keeper Lyrics ]
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