giovedì 25 novembre 2010

Al calduccio sotto le mie copertine (n.26)

Steve Earle, Copperhead Road, 1988

About the time that daddy left to fight the Big War
I saw my first pistol in the general store
In the general store, when I was thirteen
I thought it was the finest thing I ever had seen

So I asked if I could have one someday when I grew up
Mama dropped a dozen eggs, she really blew up
She really blew up, and she didn't understand
Mama said the pistol is the devil's right hand.

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