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TEXT UND MUSIK Jörn Ingwersen
ALLE STIMMEN ALLE INSTRUMENTE Jörn Ingwersen
ALLE STIMMEN ALLE INSTRUMENTE Jörn Ingwersen
HOLE IN MY POCKET
There’s a hole in my pocket,
I keep losing my stuff.
Don’t let me lose my love.
For every good thing happening to me
I used to pick up a stone.
I put it in my pocket and warmed it my hand,
So I’d never feel alone.
I know quite well,
The key to life is love.
I used to hold it in my hand.
What more can one man have?
And me? I put it in my pocket
Of my jacket -
Now there’s a hole in my pocket …
There’s a hole in my pocket,
I keep losing my stuff.
Don’t let me lose my love.
For every good thing happening to me
I used to pick up a stone.
I put it in my pocket and warmed it my hand,
So I’d never feel alone.
I know quite well,
The key to life is love.
I used to hold it in my hand.
What more can one man have?
And me? I put it in my pocket
Of my jacket -
Now there’s a hole in my pocket …
