Song | The Old Black Rum |
Artist | Great Big Sea |
Album | Road Rage [live] |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Hallett | |
I drank 16 doubles for the price of one | |
tryin to find the courage to talk to one | |
I asked her for a dance, not a second glance | |
my night had just begun | |
Well I'd drink to the father or the holy ghost | |
i'm kneeling at the alter of my nightly post | |
so I'll raise a glass, not the first or last | |
come join me in this toast | |
Chorus | |
because the old black rum's got a hold on me | |
like a dog wrapped 'round my leg | |
and the old black rum's got a hold on me | |
will I live for another day(heyyyyy)will I live for another day | |
Well the queen of George Street just went walkin' on by | |
walkin' on by with some guy who don't care | |
that she stood in line since half past nine | |
and spent three hours on her hair | |
(aahh) | |
Her friend is lookin' at me with an evil grin | |
I think a bloody racket might soon begin | |
I must have said something to the George Street queen | |
her boys are joining in. | |
Chorus | |
So I drank all of my money and I slept out in the rain | |
Everyday is different, but the nights they're all the same | |
You never see the sun on the old black rum | |
but I know I'm gonna do it again. | |
Chorus x2 | |
will I live for another day |
zuo ci : Hallett | |
I drank 16 doubles for the price of one | |
tryin to find the courage to talk to one | |
I asked her for a dance, not a second glance | |
my night had just begun | |
Well I' d drink to the father or the holy ghost | |
i' m kneeling at the alter of my nightly post | |
so I' ll raise a glass, not the first or last | |
come join me in this toast | |
Chorus | |
because the old black rum' s got a hold on me | |
like a dog wrapped ' round my leg | |
and the old black rum' s got a hold on me | |
will I live for another day heyyyyy will I live for another day | |
Well the queen of George Street just went walkin' on by | |
walkin' on by with some guy who don' t care | |
that she stood in line since half past nine | |
and spent three hours on her hair | |
aahh | |
Her friend is lookin' at me with an evil grin | |
I think a bloody racket might soon begin | |
I must have said something to the George Street queen | |
her boys are joining in. | |
Chorus | |
So I drank all of my money and I slept out in the rain | |
Everyday is different, but the nights they' re all the same | |
You never see the sun on the old black rum | |
but I know I' m gonna do it again. | |
Chorus x2 | |
will I live for another day |
zuò cí : Hallett | |
I drank 16 doubles for the price of one | |
tryin to find the courage to talk to one | |
I asked her for a dance, not a second glance | |
my night had just begun | |
Well I' d drink to the father or the holy ghost | |
i' m kneeling at the alter of my nightly post | |
so I' ll raise a glass, not the first or last | |
come join me in this toast | |
Chorus | |
because the old black rum' s got a hold on me | |
like a dog wrapped ' round my leg | |
and the old black rum' s got a hold on me | |
will I live for another day heyyyyy will I live for another day | |
Well the queen of George Street just went walkin' on by | |
walkin' on by with some guy who don' t care | |
that she stood in line since half past nine | |
and spent three hours on her hair | |
aahh | |
Her friend is lookin' at me with an evil grin | |
I think a bloody racket might soon begin | |
I must have said something to the George Street queen | |
her boys are joining in. | |
Chorus | |
So I drank all of my money and I slept out in the rain | |
Everyday is different, but the nights they' re all the same | |
You never see the sun on the old black rum | |
but I know I' m gonna do it again. | |
Chorus x2 | |
will I live for another day |