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Sweet Gene Vincent by Ian Duryالقصائد الغناءيه -текстове на песни -texty -paroles -στίχοι -गीतletras -songteksten -тексты песен -versuri -tekst utworu -testi -the text of the song - - نص الاغنيةтекста на песента -tekst pjesme -text písně -teksten til sangen -teksti, laulu -le texte de la chanson -το κείμενο του τραγουδιού -पाठ के गीतEl texto de la canción -de tekst van het lied -der Text des Liedes -teksten til sangen -o texto da canção -Текст песни -textul de la piesa -Texten till låten -il testo della canzone

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Blue gene baby
Skinny white sailor, the chances were slender
The beauties were breif
Shall I mourn you decline with some thunderbird wine
And a black hankercheif?
I miss your sad Virginia whisper
I miss the voice that called my heart

Sweet gene vincent
Young and old and gone
Sweet gene vincent

Who, who, who slapped john?
White face, black shirt
White socks, black shoes
Black hair, white strat
Bled white, died black

Sweet gene vincent
Let the blue roll tonight
At the sock hop ball in the union hall
Where the bop is there delight

Here come duck-tailed Danny dragging Uncanny Annie
She's tehone with the flying feet
You can break the peace daddy sickle grease
The beat is reet complete
And you jump back honey in the dungerees
Tight sweater and a ponny tail
Will you guess her age when she comes back stage?
The hoodlems bite their nails

Black gloves, white frost
Black crepe, white lead
White sheet, black knight
Jet black, dead white

Sweet gene vincent
There's one in every town
And the devil drives 'till the hurse arrives
And you lay that pistol down

Sweet gene vincent
There's nowhere left to hide
With lazy skin and ash-tray eyes
A perforated pride

So farewell mademoiselle, knicker-bocker hotel
Farewell to money owed
But when your leg still hurts and you need more shirts
You got to get back on the road

Writer : DURY, IAN ROBINS / JANKEL, CHARLES JEREMY
Copyright : Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.

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