The Glory of Love Табы

Big Bill Broonzy died
The world went cold for awhile
They laid him to rest in Illinois
More than a man went in that soil
Big Bill Broonzy played
On his triple 0 28
She lost track of time and missed her train
He took her in and kept her safe

The finest stitch,the toughest knot
Slowly comes undone
But no one can change this strange kind of love

Big Bill Broonzy cried
He had to go back home stateside
He put a lock of her hair in his guitar
Wherever he'd go she'd be far
Big Bill Broonzy missed his son
He loved him liked he loved no one
Ocean was deep, ocean was wide
He'd get back to him, back in time

The finest stitch
The toughest knot
Slowly comes undone
But no one can change this strange kind of love