Текст песни Gaelic Storm — Don't let the truth get in the way

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On a steamer bound for Baltimore
I said that’s no fun, I've been there before,
So I jumped ship near Singapore
With a cook from Mexico.

Got me a bowl of shark-fin soup,
Ducked into a bar for a couple a scoops.
Played some texas-stud with a circus troop
And they cleaned me out of dough..
Cleaned me out of dough…

Don’t let the truth get in the way
Of a good story
No harm, no foul, no crime.
Don’t let the truth get in the way
Of a good story
It’ll get ‘em every time.

At dawn they all went back to bed,
I went to Borneo instead,
Had a hair of the dog
For my shrunken head,
With the sultan of Brunei

Had a small bit of a seizure
On the way to Micronesia
Got a bad case of amnesia
I forgot to say goodbye.
Forgot to say goodbye…

Don’t let the truth get in the way
Of a good story
No harm, no foul, no crime.
Don’t let the truth get in the way
Of a good story
It’ll get ‘em every time.

Stopped in Tajikistan
On the way to Iran,
Took a break in Jamaica
To work on my tan,
Swam from Cayo Fragoso
To Carriacou
I climbed Machu Pichu
In darkest Peru
Had a pint with the pope
And played pool with the queen
She’s good with a stick
If you know what I mean
I once had a job
Riding bulls in Montana
I taught Jimi Hendrix
The star-spangled banner,
I’ve been to Morocco,
Malawi, Macau
I know how to fly,
But I won’t tell you how.
Been to Morocco,
Malawi, Macau
I know how to fly,
But I won’t tell you how…

Don’t let the truth get in the way
Of a good story
No harm, no foul, no crime.
Don’t let the truth get in the way
Of a good story
It’ll get ‘em every time.

Bought an ice cold Coca-cola
From a Congolese High-Rollah
Got deported from Angola
To a castle on the Rhine.

Ask anyone that knew me,
The Emir of Bahrain sued me,
I was in a Blockbuster Movie
And I didn’t make a dime.

Don’t let the truth get in the way
Of a good story
No harm, no foul, no crime.
Don’t let the truth get in the way
Of a good story
It’ll get ‘em every time.
Don’t let the truth get in the way
Of a good story
No harm, no foul, no crime.
Don’t let the truth get in the way
Of a good story
It’ll get ‘em every time.

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