The Rifle And The Song — текст песни (Trout Fishing In America)

(D. Rodriguez)
So, I turn my head to where the four winds blow,
And all the books I`ve read and all the things I know,
But the mystery lives on.
All my friends, they ask, Have you forgotten your soul?
Hou can you sing about hunger in a rock and roll song?
But the mystery lives on.
Chorus: The dancer or the dance, the sunset or the dawn.
I can`t discern the difference between the rifle and the song.
They sanctify Karl Marx, and revolution,
And the American record charts and austere solutions,
But the mystery lives on.
While they`re starving in Africa, and Indo-China,
And South America and Appalachia,
The mystery lives on.
Chorus:
So, I turn my head to where the four winds blow,
And all the books I`ve read and all the things I know,
But the mystery lives on.