Song | Hunter Green |
Artist | The Handsome Family |
Album | Last Days of Wonder |
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作词 : Sparks, Sparks | |
The Handsome Family | |
Hunter Green | |
Last fall I hunted white-tail deer | |
My dog and gun with me | |
I wandered to a shady grove | |
Where ivy grew dark green | |
Where ivy grew dark green | |
I raised my gun so carefully | |
And fired into the trees | |
Then saw it was my true love fell | |
In a dress of darkest green | |
A dress of darkest green | |
Her eyes reflected back the moon | |
As I carried her back to my car | |
But as I crossed the empty road | |
Was a dead deer in my arms | |
A dead deer in my arms | |
Next night I rowed upon the waves | |
To catch a leaping fish | |
But on the hook my lover's heart | |
I pulled from briny depths | |
I pulled from briny depths | |
As I lay her cold corpse down | |
In the bottom of my boat | |
It was a jumping fish | |
Caught in my nets and rope | |
Caught in my nets and rope | |
Third night I spied a wild boar | |
Charging madly through the trees | |
But I raised not my gun to her | |
Just let her come to me | |
Just let her run to me | |
And as I fell in mossy ferns | |
As her teeth grabbed hold of me | |
It was the lips of my true love | |
That kissed me dark and green | |
Kissed me dark and green |
zuo ci : Sparks, Sparks | |
The Handsome Family | |
Hunter Green | |
Last fall I hunted whitetail deer | |
My dog and gun with me | |
I wandered to a shady grove | |
Where ivy grew dark green | |
Where ivy grew dark green | |
I raised my gun so carefully | |
And fired into the trees | |
Then saw it was my true love fell | |
In a dress of darkest green | |
A dress of darkest green | |
Her eyes reflected back the moon | |
As I carried her back to my car | |
But as I crossed the empty road | |
Was a dead deer in my arms | |
A dead deer in my arms | |
Next night I rowed upon the waves | |
To catch a leaping fish | |
But on the hook my lover' s heart | |
I pulled from briny depths | |
I pulled from briny depths | |
As I lay her cold corpse down | |
In the bottom of my boat | |
It was a jumping fish | |
Caught in my nets and rope | |
Caught in my nets and rope | |
Third night I spied a wild boar | |
Charging madly through the trees | |
But I raised not my gun to her | |
Just let her come to me | |
Just let her run to me | |
And as I fell in mossy ferns | |
As her teeth grabbed hold of me | |
It was the lips of my true love | |
That kissed me dark and green | |
Kissed me dark and green |
zuò cí : Sparks, Sparks | |
The Handsome Family | |
Hunter Green | |
Last fall I hunted whitetail deer | |
My dog and gun with me | |
I wandered to a shady grove | |
Where ivy grew dark green | |
Where ivy grew dark green | |
I raised my gun so carefully | |
And fired into the trees | |
Then saw it was my true love fell | |
In a dress of darkest green | |
A dress of darkest green | |
Her eyes reflected back the moon | |
As I carried her back to my car | |
But as I crossed the empty road | |
Was a dead deer in my arms | |
A dead deer in my arms | |
Next night I rowed upon the waves | |
To catch a leaping fish | |
But on the hook my lover' s heart | |
I pulled from briny depths | |
I pulled from briny depths | |
As I lay her cold corpse down | |
In the bottom of my boat | |
It was a jumping fish | |
Caught in my nets and rope | |
Caught in my nets and rope | |
Third night I spied a wild boar | |
Charging madly through the trees | |
But I raised not my gun to her | |
Just let her come to me | |
Just let her run to me | |
And as I fell in mossy ferns | |
As her teeth grabbed hold of me | |
It was the lips of my true love | |
That kissed me dark and green | |
Kissed me dark and green |