Текст Richard Thompson – I Ain’t Going To Drag My Feet No More

I’ve been gone so long, now ain’t it a pity
Bending my back in this hell-hole city
Turning my ear from my friends and betters
Up to my neck in unread letters

Where I come from feeling is a crime
I thought I could take you in my own good time
Like a jumped-up fool, now down I climb
And I ain’t going to drag my feet no more
I’m running to your side, gonna beat down the door
I ain’t going to drag my feet no more, no more

Well I can’t live without you but I’ve been trying
I’ve got a short-set fuse and two fists of iron
I did everything a man might do
To stop myself from pining after you
But it don’t seem to matter no more

Penny’s in my hand, now I’m going to spin it
Heads you win, don’t you think for one minute
That I care for this bed with nobody in it
And I ain’t going to drag my feet no more
I’m running to your side, gonna beat down the door
I ain’t going to drag my feet no more, no more

Biding my time is driving me senseless
You worked yourself right under my defenses
You got me in a grip that I can’t shake
All my feelings are about to break
And love never rains, it pours

I worked my hands till they couldn’t spell your name
I rolled and I roared till I couldn’t see your face
I leaned on the jukebox till I couldn’t hear your voice

I ain’t going to drag my feet no more
I’m running to your side, gonna beat down the door
I ain’t going to drag my feet no more, no more