Александр Разгуляев - пацан
текст песни

The pigeons were shot up up, as if from a plague
We ran through the boys
It was a long time, it seemed to us - tin
But so I wanted boys in the courtyard yard.
It was very fun, only this time
We ran into thieves, surrounded us
I began to say goodbye to life, was at a loss instantly
And then his father from the window heard a scream from the window

Beat the first, kid! Beat the first always!
Miss the blow and there will be trouble
For mother, for friends, for friends, for father
Beat the first, hit the first, hit the first, kid!

The days of the Bosyatsky rushed, like the spring of the ice
I wandered under your window at night
There were many girls, walk yourself, dance
But so I wanted to steal your first kiss
In the park under the birches, hugging you with your hand
I caught three guys a impudent, drunken gaze
They asked to smoke without raising their eyes
The order was again remembered in my father's head

Beat the first, kid! Beat the first always!
Miss the blow and there will be trouble
For mother, for friends, for friends, for father
Beat the first, hit the first, hit the first, kid!

Years flew in, like a smoke of smoke
My mature son walks in the yard
Bay first, my boy, always hold a blow
To be called pride - a kid!

Beat the first, kid ...
Beat the first, kid! Beat the first always!
Miss the blow and there will be trouble
For mother, for friends, for friends, for father
Beat the first, hit the first, be the first, kid! Introduction:
| EM | EM | EM | EM |

1.2.3 buying up:
| EM | am | c | h7 | e7 | am | c | h7 |
| EM | am | c | h7 | e7 | am | c | h7 | h7 |

1 pride:
| EM | EM | am | am | c | c | h7 | h7 |

1 industry:
| EM | EM | EM | EM |

2 PROPEV:
| EM | EM | am | am | c | c | h7 | h7 |
| EM | EM | am | am | c | c | h7 | h7 |

2 industry:
| EM | EM |

3 PROPEV:
| EM | FM | FM | BM | BM | DB | DB | C7 | C7 |
| FM | FM | BM | BM | DB | DB | C7 | C7 | FM |