Bessie Smith (1931), registrato l'11 giugno 1931 a New York
It's a long old road, but I'm gonna find the end,
It's a long old road, but I'm gonna find the end,
And when I get there, I'm gonna shake hands with a friend.
On the side of the road, I sat underneath a tree,
On the side of the road, I sat underneath a tree,
Nobody knows a thought that came over me.
Weepin' and cryin', tears fallin'on the ground,
Weepin' and cryin', tears fallin'on the ground,
When I got to the end, I was so worried down.
Picked up my bag, baby, and I tried again,
Picked up my bag, baby, and I tried again,
I got to make it, I've got to find the end!
You can't trust nobody, you might as well be alone,
You can't trust nobody, you might as well be alone,
Found my long lost friend, and I might as well stayed at home!
Un bel percorso combina sorpresa, stanchezza, scoramento, timore, baldanza giovanile (nonostante l'età avanzata), imprevisti, incontri. Sennò che viaggio è?
I passaggi stretti rompono le palle, ma il territorio non diventa una discarica. Infatti, i mezzi a motore carichi d'immondizia, nonché le moto, s'attaccano al c.
Una tenuta straordinaria
Tratto non ciclabile per Sabrina
Approfitto per salutare i miei "sponsor": le FS per il passaggio in treno, la birra Peroni e il formaggio di Barbarano Romano per il doping e Schwalbe per i copertoni Marathon, pagati cari ma tostissimi.
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