It was just after dark when the truck started down The hill that leads into Scranton Pennsylvania Carrying thirty thousand pounds of bananas Carrying
He's the last of the protest singers, Selling truth and commitment, He don't get much work these days, He's billed as a novelty act, And he stands there
Well I hear you are a painter now Though you're almost halfway through You pulled a pallet knife, you cut away a wife And you started something new But
There's a lot of lonely people tonight Trying to make it through 'til the morning light There's me and you, babe, that's alright There's a lot of lonely
Turning on my pillow, thinking kind of strange The color is of midnight in this room The cars outside are coughing And it's kind of hard to sleep And
Oversettelse: Harry Chapin. Male et bilde av deg selv (Michael).
Oversettelse: Harry Chapin. 30 000 pounds av bananer.
Oversettelse: Harry Chapin. Eventuelle Gamle Kind Of Day.
Oversettelse: Harry Chapin. Siste Of The Protest Singers.