歌词
Colonel Brown(1999 Digital Remaster) - Tomorrow
Colonel Brown he's retired and old
He's still looking for his pot of gold
His house was big but now it's sold
His army coat keeps out the cold
Oh old
Oh oh oh
His dear wife departed
In May last year
The poor fellows broken-hearted
From his moustache hang the tears
Now all his life is souvenirs
Oh
Colonel Brown isn't on his feet
A work on his knees a fire some sleep
The doctor looked at him to find
There's nothing physical
It's in his mind
Ah ah ah
He's only pleasure now is
A little photograph
Of his army wedding
Those medals on his uniform
Now buy the wood to keep him warm
And we take him out on Sunday
To the church down in the lane
Colonel Brown sits in his wheelchair
And he tries to pray again
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