MR. PINE — текст песни (The Renaissance)

Oh, Mr. Pine doesn`t wait till after nine
There`s not a friend he`s had to buy
Keeps his head above the sky
Ain`t got much, and he don`t ask why

Oh, Mr. Pine spends his summers drinking wine
Has a friend called Gypsy Joe
Wears an earring through his nose
Takes it everywhere he goes

Maybe I don`t want to know
Maybe I don`t want to go
Where the sun shines up the mountain
Drinking wine
I won`t wait till after nine

Oh, Mr. Pine doesn`t wait till after nine
Doesn`t pass the time the day
In the graveyard with his yesterday
Looks at it once, and he didn`t stay