WHITETOWN
Mary Ann on the avenue
Girl all dress up in Kensington blue
Down where the hammer falls
She's born and bred
Within Whitetown's walls
Each and everything
Slowly passes away
She moves all along the narrow streets
From a passing car
She hears the music play
Beneath the "El" she starts to sway
Down in Whitetown
Oh, yeah!
Down in Whitetown
Oh, yeah!
Down in Whitetown
Johnny's just trying to make his way
He's got a job, and mister, it don't pay
He sits and counts the scars
On the stool down the end of Whitetown bar
And the old men here
Piss their lives away
Drinking and jokin'
About their cop-fightin' days
Ain’t no answers here
Just the past and fear
Of spendin' the rest of your days
Down in Whitetown
Oh, yeah!
Down in Whitetown
Oh, yeah!
Down in Whitetown
In a dream salvation come
With a beat
Or the sound of breaking glass
And running feet
The beat that echoes down
Through the streets
Mary Ann dances on
Down in Whitetown
Oh, yeah!
Down in Whitetown
Down in Whitetown
Girl all dress up in Kensington blue
Down where the hammer falls
She's born and bred
Within Whitetown's walls
Each and everything
Slowly passes away
She moves all along the narrow streets
From a passing car
She hears the music play
Beneath the "El" she starts to sway
Down in Whitetown
Oh, yeah!
Down in Whitetown
Oh, yeah!
Down in Whitetown
Johnny's just trying to make his way
He's got a job, and mister, it don't pay
He sits and counts the scars
On the stool down the end of Whitetown bar
And the old men here
Piss their lives away
Drinking and jokin'
About their cop-fightin' days
Ain’t no answers here
Just the past and fear
Of spendin' the rest of your days
Down in Whitetown
Oh, yeah!
Down in Whitetown
Oh, yeah!
Down in Whitetown
In a dream salvation come
With a beat
Or the sound of breaking glass
And running feet
The beat that echoes down
Through the streets
Mary Ann dances on
Down in Whitetown
Oh, yeah!
Down in Whitetown
Down in Whitetown
WHITETOWN
Mary Ann, en la avenida
La chica triste de Kensington
Allí donde cae el martillo
Ella nació y se crió
Entre los muros de Whiteown
Todos sus recuerdos
Van muriendo lentamente
Se desliza entre las calles estrechas
Y desde un coche de paso
Oye la música
Y bajo el “EI” empieza a bailar
En Whitetown
Oh,sí!
En Whitetow
Oh,sí!
En Whitetow
Johnny intenta ganarse la vida
Tiene trabajo, pero no es suficiente
Se sienta y cuenta las cicatrices
En el taburete en un rincón de un bar de Whitetown
Y los viejos del lugar
Desperdician sus vidas
Bebiendo y bromeando
Sobre sus luchas con la policía
Aquí no hay respuestas
Sólo el pasado y el miedo
De pasar el resto de tus días
En Whitetown
Oh,sí!
En Whitetow
Oh,sí!
En Whitetow
En un sueño llega la salvación
Con un latido
O el sonido de cristales rotos
Y pisadas que huyen
El latido que retumba
Entre las calles
Y Mary Ann baila
En Whitetown
Oh,sí!
En Whitetow
En Whitetow
* Tema publicado en el CD de outtakes incluido la
caja conmemorativa del 35 aniversario de la publicación de The River.
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