Woody Guthrie - Ingrid Bergman текст песни

Ingrid Bergman, Ingrid Bergman,
LetВґs go make a picture
On the island of Stromboli, Ingrid Bergman

Ingrid Bergman, youВґre so perty,
YouВґd make any mountain quiver
YouВґd make my fire fly from the crater
Ingrid Bergman

This old mountain itВґs been waiting
All ist life for you to work it
For your hand to touch the hardrock,
Ingrid Bergman, Ingrid Bergman

If youВґll walk across my camera,
I will flash the world your story,
I will pay you more than money, Ingrid Bergman

Not by pennies dimes nor quarters,
But with happy sons and daughters,
And theyВґll sing around Stromboli,
Ingrid Bergman