Song | That Man I Shot |
Artist | Drive-By Truckers |
Album | Brighter Than Creation's Dark |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Drive-By Truckers, Hood | |
That man I shot, He was trying to kill me | |
He was trying to kill me He was trying to kill me | |
That man I shot I didn't know him | |
I was just doing my job, maybe so was he | |
That man I shot, I was in his homeland | |
I was there to help him but he didn't want me there | |
I did not hate him, I still don't hate him | |
He was trying to kill me and I had to take him down | |
That man I shot, I still can see him | |
When I should be sleeping, tossing and turning | |
He's looking at me, eyes looking through me | |
Break out in cold sweats when I see him standing there | |
That man I shot, shot not in anger | |
There's no denying it was in self-defense | |
But when I close my eyes, I still can see him | |
I feel his last breath in the calm dead of night | |
That man I shot, He was trying to kill me | |
He was trying to kill me, He was trying to kill me | |
Sometimes I wonder if I should be there? | |
I hold my little ones until he disappears | |
I hold my little ones until he disappears | |
I hold my little ones until we disappear | |
And I'm not crazy or at least I never was | |
But there's this big thing that can't get rid of | |
That man I shot did he have little ones | |
That he was so proud of that he won't see grow up? | |
Was walking down his street, maybe I was in his yard | |
Was trying to do good I just don't understand |
zuo qu : DriveBy Truckers, Hood | |
That man I shot, He was trying to kill me | |
He was trying to kill me He was trying to kill me | |
That man I shot I didn' t know him | |
I was just doing my job, maybe so was he | |
That man I shot, I was in his homeland | |
I was there to help him but he didn' t want me there | |
I did not hate him, I still don' t hate him | |
He was trying to kill me and I had to take him down | |
That man I shot, I still can see him | |
When I should be sleeping, tossing and turning | |
He' s looking at me, eyes looking through me | |
Break out in cold sweats when I see him standing there | |
That man I shot, shot not in anger | |
There' s no denying it was in selfdefense | |
But when I close my eyes, I still can see him | |
I feel his last breath in the calm dead of night | |
That man I shot, He was trying to kill me | |
He was trying to kill me, He was trying to kill me | |
Sometimes I wonder if I should be there? | |
I hold my little ones until he disappears | |
I hold my little ones until he disappears | |
I hold my little ones until we disappear | |
And I' m not crazy or at least I never was | |
But there' s this big thing that can' t get rid of | |
That man I shot did he have little ones | |
That he was so proud of that he won' t see grow up? | |
Was walking down his street, maybe I was in his yard | |
Was trying to do good I just don' t understand |
zuò qǔ : DriveBy Truckers, Hood | |
That man I shot, He was trying to kill me | |
He was trying to kill me He was trying to kill me | |
That man I shot I didn' t know him | |
I was just doing my job, maybe so was he | |
That man I shot, I was in his homeland | |
I was there to help him but he didn' t want me there | |
I did not hate him, I still don' t hate him | |
He was trying to kill me and I had to take him down | |
That man I shot, I still can see him | |
When I should be sleeping, tossing and turning | |
He' s looking at me, eyes looking through me | |
Break out in cold sweats when I see him standing there | |
That man I shot, shot not in anger | |
There' s no denying it was in selfdefense | |
But when I close my eyes, I still can see him | |
I feel his last breath in the calm dead of night | |
That man I shot, He was trying to kill me | |
He was trying to kill me, He was trying to kill me | |
Sometimes I wonder if I should be there? | |
I hold my little ones until he disappears | |
I hold my little ones until he disappears | |
I hold my little ones until we disappear | |
And I' m not crazy or at least I never was | |
But there' s this big thing that can' t get rid of | |
That man I shot did he have little ones | |
That he was so proud of that he won' t see grow up? | |
Was walking down his street, maybe I was in his yard | |
Was trying to do good I just don' t understand |