Indian Head Penny — текст песни (billy dean)

(Guy Clark/Verlon Thompson)

I rolled off the Frisco mint in 1909
The last one they ever made, you should`ve seen me shine
When I landed on the counter they gave me to a kid
Making change for a jaw breaker was the first thing that I did

I got traded for a pocket knife, two marbles and some string
Wound up on a railroad track waiting for a train
Snatched up by a hobo and turned right into wine
Pitched up against the wall at least a thousand times

Round and round a penny goes
Round and back again
Listen and I`ll tell you
The places that I`ve been

I was stolen from a banker by Pretty Boy Floyd and then
He gave me to a farmer who was trying to save his land
I was good luck to a soldier back in WWII
He lost me in a poker game the day the war was through

I got stuck behind the back seat of a `51 Chevrolet
Spare change in the sixties, getting worthless every day
Not it`s piggy banks and gum machines and occasional wishing wells
Or laying on a bar room floor

As far and wide
So both of us can dare
A promise I will love and bide
That`s all I have to share

A chance to sail among the stars
That few will ever see
To feel the deepest missing you
That most think cannot be
A heart that beats for only one
and loves you fast and true
A promise I will love and bide
That`s all I have for you
These things I have to give to you
Their value isn`t much
Just things that you can barely see
And rearely ever touch

A hand to hold when we`re alone
And no one seems to care
A gentle touch to reassure
And tell you I`m still there
To try my best to reminisce
Our dreams that all come true
A promise I will love and bide
That`s all I have for you
My promise I will love and bide
This I give to you