Текст Black Oak Arkansas – Fools And Friends

Hyman Naugthon sat down to write a song
With the help of some expensive words
He was comin’ right along
He wrote about his troubles

He played his favorite two chords
He played them back and forth
He sang his verse and banged the strings until his voice was hoarse
And them some unexpected changes
That hardly made good sense
And he proudly viewed coarse fingertips to be used as evidence

I’m speaking of the gentle
Fools are rude and mean
I don’t know if I’d make a judge
It’s only what I’ve seen
Yeah, sha-sha, hey-yeah

There’s love inside of everyone for yourself or someone else
And they’ll want to take you with them
On their side of the fence
But a friend of mine once told me
If your neighbor’s house should burn
He’d want your house to follow
Depressed was I to learn

Friends all around who fear my cold condemning stare
Handed down from older men, they seem to insane to care
Then again I don’t understand
My mind must be truly dense
But I think what they call genius

I’m speaking of the gentle
Fools are rude and mean
I don’t know if I’d make a judge
It’s only what I’ve seen
Yeah, sha-sha, hey-yeah
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