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Elton John, Paul Buckmaster - Rotten Peaches

Rotten Peaches
Elton John, Paul Buckmaster
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We've moved on six miles from where we were yesterday,
And yesterday is but a long, long ways away;
So we'll camp out tonight beneath the bright starlight,
And forget rotten peaches and the places we've stayed.

I left from the dockland two years ago now,
Made my way over on the S.S. Marie
And I've always had trouble wherever I've settled -
Rotten peaches are all that I see.

Rotten peaches rotting in the sun,
Seems I've seen that devil fruit since the world begun,
Mercy, I'm a criminal, Jesus, I'm the one -
Rotten peaches rotting in the sun.

There ain't no green grass in a U.S. state prison,
There is no one to hold when you're sick for your wife;
And each day out you'll pick, you'll pick rotten peaches,
You'll pick rotten peaches for the rest of your life.

Oh, I've had me fill of cocaine and pills,
For I lie in the light of the Lord,
And my home is ten thousand, ten thousand miles away,
And I guess I won't see it no more.

Rotten peaches rotting in the sun,
Seems I've seen that devil fruit since the world begun,
Mercy, I'm a criminal, Jesus, I'm the one -
Rotten peaches rotting in the sun.

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