Song | Southbound Bevy |
Artist | Frank Black |
Album | Black Letter Days |
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作词 : Black | |
I used to think about the world | |
Like so many people do | |
I sure did want to get myself to Mexico | |
But as days of life unfurled | |
Well, there was nothing I could do | |
I only made it to the bar where I go I'm going | |
I stood below a southbound bevy | |
Oh, and I could not believe my heart could feel so heavy | |
I used to think about the world | |
Don't get your spirits high | |
They'll all come crashing down | |
Don't let your trumpet sound | |
You'll be left wondering why | |
I used to think about the world | |
Like so many people do | |
I sure did want to get myself to Mexico | |
I stood below a southbound bevy | |
Oh, and I could not believe my heart could feel so heavy | |
I walked along the county levy | |
Oh, and I could not believe my heart could feel so heavy | |
I used to think about the world | |
Don't get your spirits high | |
They'll all come crashing down | |
Don't let your trumpet sound | |
You'll be left wondering why |
zuo ci : Black | |
I used to think about the world | |
Like so many people do | |
I sure did want to get myself to Mexico | |
But as days of life unfurled | |
Well, there was nothing I could do | |
I only made it to the bar where I go I' m going | |
I stood below a southbound bevy | |
Oh, and I could not believe my heart could feel so heavy | |
I used to think about the world | |
Don' t get your spirits high | |
They' ll all come crashing down | |
Don' t let your trumpet sound | |
You' ll be left wondering why | |
I used to think about the world | |
Like so many people do | |
I sure did want to get myself to Mexico | |
I stood below a southbound bevy | |
Oh, and I could not believe my heart could feel so heavy | |
I walked along the county levy | |
Oh, and I could not believe my heart could feel so heavy | |
I used to think about the world | |
Don' t get your spirits high | |
They' ll all come crashing down | |
Don' t let your trumpet sound | |
You' ll be left wondering why |
zuò cí : Black | |
I used to think about the world | |
Like so many people do | |
I sure did want to get myself to Mexico | |
But as days of life unfurled | |
Well, there was nothing I could do | |
I only made it to the bar where I go I' m going | |
I stood below a southbound bevy | |
Oh, and I could not believe my heart could feel so heavy | |
I used to think about the world | |
Don' t get your spirits high | |
They' ll all come crashing down | |
Don' t let your trumpet sound | |
You' ll be left wondering why | |
I used to think about the world | |
Like so many people do | |
I sure did want to get myself to Mexico | |
I stood below a southbound bevy | |
Oh, and I could not believe my heart could feel so heavy | |
I walked along the county levy | |
Oh, and I could not believe my heart could feel so heavy | |
I used to think about the world | |
Don' t get your spirits high | |
They' ll all come crashing down | |
Don' t let your trumpet sound | |
You' ll be left wondering why |