Текст песни Mr. Tinker - The Band

Mr. Tinker

Mr. Tinker was a tailor\nAnd he had a neon sign above his door\nAnd he cooked his meals and he tried to sleep\nIn a two room shack directly behind the store\nAbove his dresser was a picture of his wife who passed awa-aa-ay\nAnd next to that there was a picture of the boy who couldn’t sta-aa-ay\nMr. Tinker was a jealous man\nAnd he never smiled to the people who came to the store\nAnd he envied them for the lifes they lived and the fun they had\nAnd the colorful things they wore\nIt isn’t easy for a tailor when there’s nothing left to sew\nHe wishes he could mend his life but then there’s no one left to show\nPa-pa-pa-para-pa-pa-pa, poor Mr. Tinker\nPa-pa-pa-para-pa-pa-pa, poor Mr. Tailor\nMr. Tinker was a tailor\nAnd the tailor has a well respected trade\nBut who needs Mr. Tinker\nWhen all the suits you buy are already made\nPa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa, poor Mr. Tinker\nPa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa-pa, poor Mr. Tailor