and my money was too And the morning with them she fled And as I roamed the streets of Bath The whores they all would roar There goes Jarr Tarr the poor sailor
Превод: В Byrds. Джак Тар на Sailor.
new and my money was too And the morning with them she fled And as I roamed the streets of Bath the whores they all would roar There goes Jarr Tarr the poor sailor