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Текст с Bandcamp’a: “She leaves a piece of paper On the corner of the table Just a note to let me know She has to run some errands She’ll be home when she’s able And don’t forget the kitchen clock runs slow Simple thing to keep the smile on your face Simple thing that gives us both a sense of place It gives us both a sense of place They were married in the thirties Built a house just like the others But they, they made the place their own Sit down to dinner early On chairs with crocheted covers Do the dishes call the Grandkids on the ’phone He will wash and she will carefully dry the plates Simple thing that gives them both a sense of place It gives them both a sense of place He always checks his tie’s straight In the mirror in the hallway Before he gets the bus to work Ten thirty means a tea break Which he’ll always finish early Wash his cup ’til it’s as laundered as his shirt He comes he goes but never leaves a trace His ordered life gives him a sense of place It gives him a sense of place In the park there sleeps a black man Police are called, “get moving” He wasn’t doing any harm When he was just a baby And those Government cars came rolling Dragged him screaming from his Mother’s loving arms They took his language his religion and his race In his own land they took his sense of place It’s a national disgrace It’s a national disgrace from Trout and Toolbox, released November 12, 2016 Ray Smith - Vocals, Acoustic Guitar Kerryn Schofield - Button Accordion“
