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- Composer:
- Richard Thompson
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- folkrock
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Richard Thompson - Streets Of Paradise lyrics
The tears fall down like whisky
The tears fall down like wine
On an island made of cocaine
In a sea of turpentine
We all need some assistance
But wont that day be fine
When were walking down the streets of Paradise
Tar brush on the corner
Ive never seen him before
He drank ten fingers of what they had
Now his feet dont touch the floor
He cant see me or this dirty old town
Hes got nothing to look for
Hes walking down the streets of Paradise
Walking down the streets of Paradise
Walking down the streets of Paradise
Id trade my silver mansionRichard Thompson - Streets Of Paradise - http://motolyrics.com/richard-thompson/streets-of-paradise-lyrics.html
With a guard on every door
Id trade my wealth and treasure
And the sash my father wore
Id trade my little sister
And my brother who went before
To be walking down the streets of Paradise
Walking down the streets of Paradise
Walking down the streets of Paradise
I asked you for a racehorse
Now dont hand me no mule
I asked you for a fast car
Dont you take me for a fool
Just hand me down my telescope
And a bullet I can chew
Ill be walking down the streets of Paradise
Walking down the streets of Paradise
Walking down the streets of Paradise