In de Betou

Är det mycket kredit också, eller är det bara debet?

De-betson, perfekt namn på en kursgård för spelmissbrukare.

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eller kanske In de Betou? Som Magdalena
Pajo


Inspirerad av Patriks inlägg skrev jag följande bit,
In de Betou
mel: trad.

Kursiv text sjungs av bakgrundkören, så där lite andligt ni vet

As the snow flies
On a cold and gray Chicago mornin'
A poor little baby child is born
In de Betou, Magdalena
And his mama cries
'cause if there's one thing that she don't need
It's another hungry mouth to feed
In de Betou, Magdalena

Well the world turns
And a hungry little boy with a runny nose
Plays in the street as the cold wind blows
In de Betou, Magdalena

And his hunger burns
So he starts to roam the streets at night
And he learns how to steal
And he learns how to fight
In de Betou, Magdalena

Then one night in desperation
The young man breaks the rules
He buys a gun, steals a car,
Tries to run, but he don't get far
And his mama cries

As a crowd gathers 'round an angry young man
Face down on the street with a gun in his hand
In de Betou, Magdalena

As her young man dies,
On a cold and gray Chicago mornin',
Another little baby child is born
In de Betou, Magdalena
And his mama cries


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