作词 : Coomes, Weiss | |
nothing to say today | |
the bells keep chiming away | |
down on your knees and pray to what - the god of blood & vengeance? | |
sun shines down sunshine sounds | |
ah, but the hatfields and mccoys continue their fighting | |
grandmother hatfield still enjoys her jug of white lightning | |
sun shines down sunshine sounds |
zuo ci : Coomes, Weiss | |
nothing to say today | |
the bells keep chiming away | |
down on your knees and pray to what the god of blood vengeance? | |
sun shines down sunshine sounds | |
ah, but the hatfields and mccoys continue their fighting | |
grandmother hatfield still enjoys her jug of white lightning | |
sun shines down sunshine sounds |
zuò cí : Coomes, Weiss | |
nothing to say today | |
the bells keep chiming away | |
down on your knees and pray to what the god of blood vengeance? | |
sun shines down sunshine sounds | |
ah, but the hatfields and mccoys continue their fighting | |
grandmother hatfield still enjoys her jug of white lightning | |
sun shines down sunshine sounds |