Текст The Features – Golden Comb
Текст:
I took you down to a river side
With a picnic basket and a box of wine.
You said, «My love, this ain’t no fun.
Treat me like a lady, not a simpleton.»
Well I tried, I tried,
To keep you satisfied.
Give my heart, but you don’t seem to care.
Some day you may find
A rich man who will buy
A golden comb to tame your wild hair.
Went to town,
And I thought we might
Have a quiet stroll under street lights.
You said, «My love, this ain’t no good.
You’re as romantic as a knot on wood.»
Well I tried, and I tried,
To keep you satisfied.
Give my heart, but you don’t seem to care.
Some day you may find
A rich man who will buy
A golden comb to tame your wild hair.
Keep your ribbons tied,
Straighten up your bows.
Keep your head held high,
Powder on your nose.
Well I tried, and I tried,
To keep you satisfied.
Give my heart, but you don’t seem to care.
Some day you may find
A rich man who will buy
A golden comb to tame your wild hair!
