Song | Tupelo [Single Version] |
Artist | Nick Cave & the Bad Seeds |
Album | The Firstborn Is Dead |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Adamson, Cave, Harvey | |
Looka yonder! Looka yonder! | |
Looka yonder! A big black cloud come! | |
A big black cloud come! | |
O comes to Tupelo. Comes to Tupelo | |
Yonder on the horizon | |
Yonder on the horizon | |
Stopped at the mighty river | |
Stopped at the mighty river and | |
Sucked the damn thing dry | |
Tupelo-o-o, O Tupelo | |
In a valley hides a town called Tupelo | |
Distant thunder rumble. Distant thunder rumble | |
Rumble hungry like the Beast | |
The Beast it cometh, cometh down | |
The Beast it cometh, cometh down | |
Wo wo wo-o-o | |
Tupelo bound. Tupelo-o-o. Yeah Tupelo | |
The Beast it cometh, Tupelo bound | |
Why the hen won't lay no egg | |
Can't get that cock to crow | |
The nag is spooked and crazy | |
O God help Tupelo! O God help Tupelo! | |
O God help Tupelo! O God help Tupelo! | |
Ya can say these streets are rivers | |
Ya can call these rivers streets | |
Ya can tell ya self ya dreaming buddy | |
But no sleep runs this deep | |
No! No sleep runs this deep | |
No sleep runs this deep | |
Women at their windows | |
Rain crashing on the pane | |
Writing in the frost | |
Tupelos' shame. Tupelo's shame | |
O God help Tupelo! O God help Tupelo! | |
O go to sleep lil children | |
The sandmans on his way | |
O go to sleep lil children | |
The sandmans in his way | |
But the lil children know | |
They listen to the beating of their blood | |
listen to the beating of their blood | |
listen to the beating of their blood | |
listen to the beating of their blood | |
They listen to the beating of their blood | |
The sandman's mud! | |
The sandman's mud! | |
And the black rain come down | |
the black rain come down | |
the black rain come down | |
Water water everywhere | |
Where no bird can fly no fish can swim | |
Where no bird can fly no fish can swim | |
No fish can swim | |
Until The King is born! | |
Until The King is born! | |
In Tupelo! Tupelo-o-o! | |
Til The King is born in Tupelo! | |
In a clap-board shack with a roof of tin | |
Where the rain came down and leaked within | |
A young mother frozen on a concrete floor | |
With a bottle and a box and a cradle of straw | |
Tupelo-o-o! O Tupelo! | |
With a bottle and a box and a cradle of straw | |
Well Saturday gives what Sunday steals | |
And a child is born on his brothers heels | |
Come Sunday morn the first-born dead | |
In a shoebox tied with a ribbon of red | |
Tupelo-o-o! Hey Tupelo! | |
In a shoebox buried with a ribbon of red | |
O ma-ma rock you lil' one slow | |
O ma-ma rock your baby | |
O ma-ma rock your lil' one slow | |
O God help Tupelo! O God help Tupelo! | |
Mama rock your lil' one slow | |
The lil one will walk on Tupelo | |
The lil one will walk on Tupelo | |
Black rain come down, Black rain come down | |
Tupelo-o-o! Yeah Tupelo! | |
And carry the burden of Tupelo | |
Tupelo-o-o! O Tupelo! Yeah! | |
The King will walk on Tupelo! | |
Tupelo-o-o! O Tupelo! | |
He carried the burden outa Tupelo! | |
Tupelo-o-o! Hey Tupelo! | |
You will reap just what you sow |
zuo ci : Adamson, Cave, Harvey | |
Looka yonder! Looka yonder! | |
Looka yonder! A big black cloud come! | |
A big black cloud come! | |
O comes to Tupelo. Comes to Tupelo | |
Yonder on the horizon | |
Yonder on the horizon | |
Stopped at the mighty river | |
Stopped at the mighty river and | |
Sucked the damn thing dry | |
Tupelooo, O Tupelo | |
In a valley hides a town called Tupelo | |
Distant thunder rumble. Distant thunder rumble | |
Rumble hungry like the Beast | |
The Beast it cometh, cometh down | |
The Beast it cometh, cometh down | |
Wo wo wooo | |
Tupelo bound. Tupelooo. Yeah Tupelo | |
The Beast it cometh, Tupelo bound | |
Why the hen won' t lay no egg | |
Can' t get that cock to crow | |
The nag is spooked and crazy | |
O God help Tupelo! O God help Tupelo! | |
O God help Tupelo! O God help Tupelo! | |
Ya can say these streets are rivers | |
Ya can call these rivers streets | |
Ya can tell ya self ya dreaming buddy | |
But no sleep runs this deep | |
No! No sleep runs this deep | |
No sleep runs this deep | |
Women at their windows | |
Rain crashing on the pane | |
Writing in the frost | |
Tupelos' shame. Tupelo' s shame | |
O God help Tupelo! O God help Tupelo! | |
O go to sleep lil children | |
The sandmans on his way | |
O go to sleep lil children | |
The sandmans in his way | |
But the lil children know | |
They listen to the beating of their blood | |
listen to the beating of their blood | |
listen to the beating of their blood | |
listen to the beating of their blood | |
They listen to the beating of their blood | |
The sandman' s mud! | |
The sandman' s mud! | |
And the black rain come down | |
the black rain come down | |
the black rain come down | |
Water water everywhere | |
Where no bird can fly no fish can swim | |
Where no bird can fly no fish can swim | |
No fish can swim | |
Until The King is born! | |
Until The King is born! | |
In Tupelo! Tupelooo! | |
Til The King is born in Tupelo! | |
In a clapboard shack with a roof of tin | |
Where the rain came down and leaked within | |
A young mother frozen on a concrete floor | |
With a bottle and a box and a cradle of straw | |
Tupelooo! O Tupelo! | |
With a bottle and a box and a cradle of straw | |
Well Saturday gives what Sunday steals | |
And a child is born on his brothers heels | |
Come Sunday morn the firstborn dead | |
In a shoebox tied with a ribbon of red | |
Tupelooo! Hey Tupelo! | |
In a shoebox buried with a ribbon of red | |
O mama rock you lil' one slow | |
O mama rock your baby | |
O mama rock your lil' one slow | |
O God help Tupelo! O God help Tupelo! | |
Mama rock your lil' one slow | |
The lil one will walk on Tupelo | |
The lil one will walk on Tupelo | |
Black rain come down, Black rain come down | |
Tupelooo! Yeah Tupelo! | |
And carry the burden of Tupelo | |
Tupelooo! O Tupelo! Yeah! | |
The King will walk on Tupelo! | |
Tupelooo! O Tupelo! | |
He carried the burden outa Tupelo! | |
Tupelooo! Hey Tupelo! | |
You will reap just what you sow |
zuò cí : Adamson, Cave, Harvey | |
Looka yonder! Looka yonder! | |
Looka yonder! A big black cloud come! | |
A big black cloud come! | |
O comes to Tupelo. Comes to Tupelo | |
Yonder on the horizon | |
Yonder on the horizon | |
Stopped at the mighty river | |
Stopped at the mighty river and | |
Sucked the damn thing dry | |
Tupelooo, O Tupelo | |
In a valley hides a town called Tupelo | |
Distant thunder rumble. Distant thunder rumble | |
Rumble hungry like the Beast | |
The Beast it cometh, cometh down | |
The Beast it cometh, cometh down | |
Wo wo wooo | |
Tupelo bound. Tupelooo. Yeah Tupelo | |
The Beast it cometh, Tupelo bound | |
Why the hen won' t lay no egg | |
Can' t get that cock to crow | |
The nag is spooked and crazy | |
O God help Tupelo! O God help Tupelo! | |
O God help Tupelo! O God help Tupelo! | |
Ya can say these streets are rivers | |
Ya can call these rivers streets | |
Ya can tell ya self ya dreaming buddy | |
But no sleep runs this deep | |
No! No sleep runs this deep | |
No sleep runs this deep | |
Women at their windows | |
Rain crashing on the pane | |
Writing in the frost | |
Tupelos' shame. Tupelo' s shame | |
O God help Tupelo! O God help Tupelo! | |
O go to sleep lil children | |
The sandmans on his way | |
O go to sleep lil children | |
The sandmans in his way | |
But the lil children know | |
They listen to the beating of their blood | |
listen to the beating of their blood | |
listen to the beating of their blood | |
listen to the beating of their blood | |
They listen to the beating of their blood | |
The sandman' s mud! | |
The sandman' s mud! | |
And the black rain come down | |
the black rain come down | |
the black rain come down | |
Water water everywhere | |
Where no bird can fly no fish can swim | |
Where no bird can fly no fish can swim | |
No fish can swim | |
Until The King is born! | |
Until The King is born! | |
In Tupelo! Tupelooo! | |
Til The King is born in Tupelo! | |
In a clapboard shack with a roof of tin | |
Where the rain came down and leaked within | |
A young mother frozen on a concrete floor | |
With a bottle and a box and a cradle of straw | |
Tupelooo! O Tupelo! | |
With a bottle and a box and a cradle of straw | |
Well Saturday gives what Sunday steals | |
And a child is born on his brothers heels | |
Come Sunday morn the firstborn dead | |
In a shoebox tied with a ribbon of red | |
Tupelooo! Hey Tupelo! | |
In a shoebox buried with a ribbon of red | |
O mama rock you lil' one slow | |
O mama rock your baby | |
O mama rock your lil' one slow | |
O God help Tupelo! O God help Tupelo! | |
Mama rock your lil' one slow | |
The lil one will walk on Tupelo | |
The lil one will walk on Tupelo | |
Black rain come down, Black rain come down | |
Tupelooo! Yeah Tupelo! | |
And carry the burden of Tupelo | |
Tupelooo! O Tupelo! Yeah! | |
The King will walk on Tupelo! | |
Tupelooo! O Tupelo! | |
He carried the burden outa Tupelo! | |
Tupelooo! Hey Tupelo! | |
You will reap just what you sow |