The Kinks

The Kinks - Big Black Smoke songtekst

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She was sick and tired of country life
A little country home
A little country folk
Made her blood run cold
Now her mother pines her heart away
Looking for her child in the big black smoke
In the big black smoke

Frailest, purest girl the world has seen
According to her Ma, according to her Pa
And everybody said
That she knew no sin and did no wrong
'Til she walked the streets of the big black smoke
Of the big black smoke

Well, she slept in caff's and coffee bars and bowling alleys
And every penny she had
Was spent on purple hearts and cigarettes

But she took all her pretty coloured clothes
And ran away from home
And the boy next door
For a boy named Joe
And he took her money for the rent
And tried to drag her down in the big black smoke
In the big black smoke

In the big black smoke
In the big black smoke
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Copyrights:

Auteur: Ray Davies

Componist: Ray Davies

Publisher: Castle Communications PLC

Details:

Uitgegeven in: 2012

Taal: Engels

Komt voor op: The Kink Kronikles (1972) , The Kinks Are Well Respected Men (disk2) (1987) , Sunny Afternoon (1967) , Face To Face (re-issue) (1998) , The Kink Kronikles (1972) , The EP Collection Vol. Two (1991)

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