Paroles Snare Drum de Lucy Wainwright Roche

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  • Chanson: Snare Drum
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Textes et Paroles de Snare Drum



The morning bus will come to take you down
The country road to the farthest side of town
Later on the field behind the school it will be bright
When you play a snare drum solo in the Friday football light

The station on the corner has fired another clerk
But the strike is over and the teachers are back to work
The boy next door has gone to war, he's the next in a five year fight
And you'll play a snare drum solo in the Friday football light

Little man, little man
Are you the heir to an empty hand?
Oh, no one is sure what we'll be fighting for next
Little boy, little boy
Are you the heir to a plastic toy?

With hair like that you know nobody can see your eyes
You've heard it from your mother if once, than a thousand times
You like it long, freedom belongs to the red, the blue, the white
And you'll play a snare drum solo in the Friday football light

The jokes you hear, well who knows what they mean?
There are the kids at school and the kids behind the screen
At home at night your parents fight and while neither one is right
You'll play a snare drum solo in the Friday football light

Little man, little man
Are you the heir to an empty hand?
Oh, no one is sure what we'll be fighting for next
Little boy, little boy
Are you the heir to a plastic toy? Oh

Do you know who you are or how you'll know?
You lay in bed last night and listened for the season's first snow
Upon the roof you'll tell the truth someday, but for tonight
You'll play a snare drum solo in the Friday football light
You'll play a snare drum solo in the Friday football light

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