salt for salt If you go down in the flood, it's gonna be your fault But, oh, mama Well that high tide's risin', mama, don't you let me down Pack up
let me down Pack up your suitcase Mama, don't you make a sound Well, it's sugar for sugar And salt for salt If you go down in the flood It's gonna be
Tulkojums: Sandy, Denny. Noteikti Plūdu.
