Lyrics Ryan Bingham - Southside Of Heaven
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When I die, Lord
Oh, won't You put my soul up on a train?
Won't You send it southbound,
Give a cool blues man name?
'Cause I've been lost on them back roads
And many times I've gone blind
Losing faith in my family
Had drew me out my damn mind
But on the south side of heaven
Won't You take me home?
'Cause I've been broke down for so long
And, Lord, it's getting cold
I've been a desperado in West Texas
For so long, Lord, I need a change
For ten long years
This old place ain't seen a drop of rain
Now the wind blows everyday, Lord
Oh, like a desert snow
Like a lost bound train
Running on cocaine and out of control
But on the south side of heaven
Won't You take me home?
'Cause I've been broke down for so long
And, Lord, it's getting cold
Long down the Louisiana byways
Lonesome highways roll on
Oh, won't You take me where the poor man lives?
It's where I call my home
Can't you see that breeze?
Nothing but a change in pace
Money can't buy my soul
'Cause it comes from a hard earned place
But on the south side of heaven
Won't You take me home?
'Cause I've been gone for so long
And, Lord, it's getting cold
But on the south side of heaven
Won't You take me home?
'Cause I've been gone for so long
And, Lord, it's getting cold
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Когда я умру, Господи,
О, не посадишь ли Ты мою душу на поезд?
Не пошлёшь ли её в южном направлении,
Дав ей имя крутого блюзмена?
Ведь я заблудился на этих просёлочных дорогах,
И множество раз слеп...
Потеря веры в собственную семью
Свела меня с моего проклятого ума...
Но, в южной части рая,
Не отведёшь ли меня домой?
Ведь я был разбит уже так долго,
И, Господи, тут становится холодней...
Я был сорвиголовой в Западном Техасе
Так долго, что, Господи, мне нужна перемена...
Уже десять долгих лет
Это дряхлое местечко не видело ни капли дождя...
Теперь ветер дует каждый день, Господи,
О, словно пустынный снег...
Словно сошедший с рельс поезд,
Едущий на кокаине и вышедший из-под контроля...
Но, в южной части рая,
Не отведёшь ли меня домой?
Ведь я был разбит уже так долго,
И, Господи, тут становится холодней...
Вниз, по закоулкам Луизианы,
Проходят пустынные шоссе...
О, не возьмёшь ли меня туда, где живут бедняки?
Это место я зову своим домом...
Не слышишь этот ветер?
Меняются лишь шаги...
Деньгам не купить мою душу,
Ведь она была заработана тяжким трудом...
Но, в южной части рая,
Не отведёшь ли меня домой?
Ведь меня не было там уже так долго,
И, Господи, тут становится холодней...
Но, в южной части рая,
Не отведёшь ли меня домой?
Ведь меня не было там уже так долго,
И, Господи, тут становится холодней...
Oh, won't You put my soul up on a train?
Won't You send it southbound,
Give a cool blues man name?
'Cause I've been lost on them back roads
And many times I've gone blind
Losing faith in my family
Had drew me out my damn mind
But on the south side of heaven
Won't You take me home?
'Cause I've been broke down for so long
And, Lord, it's getting cold
I've been a desperado in West Texas
For so long, Lord, I need a change
For ten long years
This old place ain't seen a drop of rain
Now the wind blows everyday, Lord
Oh, like a desert snow
Like a lost bound train
Running on cocaine and out of control
But on the south side of heaven
Won't You take me home?
'Cause I've been broke down for so long
And, Lord, it's getting cold
Long down the Louisiana byways
Lonesome highways roll on
Oh, won't You take me where the poor man lives?
It's where I call my home
Can't you see that breeze?
Nothing but a change in pace
Money can't buy my soul
'Cause it comes from a hard earned place
But on the south side of heaven
Won't You take me home?
'Cause I've been gone for so long
And, Lord, it's getting cold
But on the south side of heaven
Won't You take me home?
'Cause I've been gone for so long
And, Lord, it's getting cold
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Когда я умру, Господи,
О, не посадишь ли Ты мою душу на поезд?
Не пошлёшь ли её в южном направлении,
Дав ей имя крутого блюзмена?
Ведь я заблудился на этих просёлочных дорогах,
И множество раз слеп...
Потеря веры в собственную семью
Свела меня с моего проклятого ума...
Но, в южной части рая,
Не отведёшь ли меня домой?
Ведь я был разбит уже так долго,
И, Господи, тут становится холодней...
Я был сорвиголовой в Западном Техасе
Так долго, что, Господи, мне нужна перемена...
Уже десять долгих лет
Это дряхлое местечко не видело ни капли дождя...
Теперь ветер дует каждый день, Господи,
О, словно пустынный снег...
Словно сошедший с рельс поезд,
Едущий на кокаине и вышедший из-под контроля...
Но, в южной части рая,
Не отведёшь ли меня домой?
Ведь я был разбит уже так долго,
И, Господи, тут становится холодней...
Вниз, по закоулкам Луизианы,
Проходят пустынные шоссе...
О, не возьмёшь ли меня туда, где живут бедняки?
Это место я зову своим домом...
Не слышишь этот ветер?
Меняются лишь шаги...
Деньгам не купить мою душу,
Ведь она была заработана тяжким трудом...
Но, в южной части рая,
Не отведёшь ли меня домой?
Ведь меня не было там уже так долго,
И, Господи, тут становится холодней...
Но, в южной части рая,
Не отведёшь ли меня домой?
Ведь меня не было там уже так долго,
И, Господи, тут становится холодней...
When I die Lord
Oh, won't you?
Won't you send it southbound,
Give a cool blues man name?
'Cause I've been lost on them back roads
I'm gone blind
Losing faith in my family
Had drew me out my damn mind
But on the south side of heaven
Won't you take me home?
'Cause I've been broke down for so long
And, Lord, it's getting cold
I've been a desperado in West Texas
For so long, Lord, I need a change
For ten long years
This old place ain't seen a drop of rain
Now the wind blows everyday, lord
Oh, like a desert snow
Like a lost bound train
Running on cocaine and out of control
But on the south side of heaven
Won't you take me home?
'Cause I've been broke down for so long
And, Lord, it's getting cold
Long down the louisiana byways
Lonesome highways roll on
Oh, don't you take me where?
It's where I call my home
Can't you see that breeze?
Nothing but a change in pace
Money can't buy my soul
'Cause it comes from a hard earned place
But on the south side of heaven
Won't you take me home?
'Cause I've been gone for so long
And, Lord, it's getting cold
But on the south side of heaven
Won't you take me home?
'Cause I've been gone for so long
And, Lord, it's getting cold
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When I die, Lord,
Oh, would you put my soul on the train?
Will you send it southward,
Giving her the name of a cool bluesman?
After all, I got lost on these country roads,
And many times blind ...
Loss of faith in your own family
Brought me to my damned mind ...
But, in the southern part of paradise,
Will you take me home?
After all, I was broken for so long,
And, Lord, it gets colder here ...
I was a daredevil in West Texas
So long, Lord, I need a change ...
Already ten long years
This decrepit place did not see a drop of rain ...
Now the wind blows every day, Lord,
Oh, like desert snow ...
Like a train that got off the rail,
Cocaine driven and out of control ...
But, in the southern part of paradise,
Will you take me home?
After all, I was broken for so long,
And, Lord, it gets colder here ...
Down the back streets of Louisiana
Pass the desert highway ...
Oh, will you take me to where the poor live?
This place I call my home ...
Can you hear this wind?
Only steps change ...
Money does not buy my soul,
After all, she was earned by hard work ...
But, in the southern part of paradise,
Will you take me home?
After all, I was not there for so long
And, Lord, it gets colder here ...
But, in the southern part of paradise,
Will you take me home?
After all, I was not there for so long
And, Lord, it gets colder here ...
Oh, won't you?
Won't you send it southbound,
Give a cool blues man name?
'Cause I've been lost on them back roads
I'm gone blind
Losing faith in my family
Had drew me out my damn mind
But on the south side of heaven
Won't you take me home?
'Cause I've been broke down for so long
And, Lord, it's getting cold
I've been a desperado in West Texas
For so long, Lord, I need a change
For ten long years
This old place ain't seen a drop of rain
Now the wind blows everyday, lord
Oh, like a desert snow
Like a lost bound train
Running on cocaine and out of control
But on the south side of heaven
Won't you take me home?
'Cause I've been broke down for so long
And, Lord, it's getting cold
Long down the louisiana byways
Lonesome highways roll on
Oh, don't you take me where?
It's where I call my home
Can't you see that breeze?
Nothing but a change in pace
Money can't buy my soul
'Cause it comes from a hard earned place
But on the south side of heaven
Won't you take me home?
'Cause I've been gone for so long
And, Lord, it's getting cold
But on the south side of heaven
Won't you take me home?
'Cause I've been gone for so long
And, Lord, it's getting cold
-------------------------------
When I die, Lord,
Oh, would you put my soul on the train?
Will you send it southward,
Giving her the name of a cool bluesman?
After all, I got lost on these country roads,
And many times blind ...
Loss of faith in your own family
Brought me to my damned mind ...
But, in the southern part of paradise,
Will you take me home?
After all, I was broken for so long,
And, Lord, it gets colder here ...
I was a daredevil in West Texas
So long, Lord, I need a change ...
Already ten long years
This decrepit place did not see a drop of rain ...
Now the wind blows every day, Lord,
Oh, like desert snow ...
Like a train that got off the rail,
Cocaine driven and out of control ...
But, in the southern part of paradise,
Will you take me home?
After all, I was broken for so long,
And, Lord, it gets colder here ...
Down the back streets of Louisiana
Pass the desert highway ...
Oh, will you take me to where the poor live?
This place I call my home ...
Can you hear this wind?
Only steps change ...
Money does not buy my soul,
After all, she was earned by hard work ...
But, in the southern part of paradise,
Will you take me home?
After all, I was not there for so long
And, Lord, it gets colder here ...
But, in the southern part of paradise,
Will you take me home?
After all, I was not there for so long
And, Lord, it gets colder here ...