Song | Tattoo'd Lady (Live) - Live |
Artist | Rory Gallagher |
Album | Notes From San Francisco |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Gallagher | |
Tattoo'd Lady, | |
Bearded baby, | |
They're my family. | |
When I was lonely, | |
Something told me, where, | |
I could always be. | |
Where I could, | |
Wish for pennies, | |
If we had any. | |
You'd meet me down, | |
At the shooting gallery. | |
Yes I'm a, | |
Fair ground baby. | |
Wonder what made me, | |
Fall for the pearly queen. | |
I spent my youth, | |
Under canvas roof, | |
As I roamed from town to town. | |
I'm not fooling, | |
When I say I got no schoolin', | |
Never like the class bell sound. | |
From the caravan, | |
I hear the fairground band, | |
Sounding good as they can be. | |
You know I can't be found, | |
But if you look around, | |
Tomorrow we'll be gone by dawn. | |
Alright... | |
Now hear it on the loud speaker say, | |
The fire eater is a real fine sight to see, | |
Yeah he's a death cheater, | |
Some kind of central heater, | |
Be sure to save a seat for me. | |
Let me tell you 'bout wicked Sadie, | |
She's no baby, | |
The law came, | |
And tried to close her sideshow down. | |
But soon she had the D.A. cheering, | |
The police chief wearing, | |
Her garter for a crown. | |
I spent my youth, | |
Under canvas roof, | |
As I roamed from town to town. | |
I'm not fooling, | |
When I say I got no schoolin', | |
Never like the school bell sound. | |
From the caravan, | |
I hear the fairground band, | |
Sounding good as they can be. | |
You know I can't be found, | |
But if you look around, | |
Tomorrow we'll be gone by dawn. | |
Yeahh... | |
Tattoo'd Lady, | |
Bearded baby, | |
They're my family. | |
When I was lonely, | |
Something told me, where, | |
I could always be. | |
Where I could, | |
Wish for pennies, | |
If we had any. | |
You'd meet me down, | |
At the shooting gallery. | |
Tattoo'd lady........ |
zuo ci : Gallagher | |
Tattoo' d Lady, | |
Bearded baby, | |
They' re my family. | |
When I was lonely, | |
Something told me, where, | |
I could always be. | |
Where I could, | |
Wish for pennies, | |
If we had any. | |
You' d meet me down, | |
At the shooting gallery. | |
Yes I' m a, | |
Fair ground baby. | |
Wonder what made me, | |
Fall for the pearly queen. | |
I spent my youth, | |
Under canvas roof, | |
As I roamed from town to town. | |
I' m not fooling, | |
When I say I got no schoolin', | |
Never like the class bell sound. | |
From the caravan, | |
I hear the fairground band, | |
Sounding good as they can be. | |
You know I can' t be found, | |
But if you look around, | |
Tomorrow we' ll be gone by dawn. | |
Alright... | |
Now hear it on the loud speaker say, | |
The fire eater is a real fine sight to see, | |
Yeah he' s a death cheater, | |
Some kind of central heater, | |
Be sure to save a seat for me. | |
Let me tell you ' bout wicked Sadie, | |
She' s no baby, | |
The law came, | |
And tried to close her sideshow down. | |
But soon she had the D. A. cheering, | |
The police chief wearing, | |
Her garter for a crown. | |
I spent my youth, | |
Under canvas roof, | |
As I roamed from town to town. | |
I' m not fooling, | |
When I say I got no schoolin', | |
Never like the school bell sound. | |
From the caravan, | |
I hear the fairground band, | |
Sounding good as they can be. | |
You know I can' t be found, | |
But if you look around, | |
Tomorrow we' ll be gone by dawn. | |
Yeahh... | |
Tattoo' d Lady, | |
Bearded baby, | |
They' re my family. | |
When I was lonely, | |
Something told me, where, | |
I could always be. | |
Where I could, | |
Wish for pennies, | |
If we had any. | |
You' d meet me down, | |
At the shooting gallery. | |
Tattoo' d lady........ |
zuò cí : Gallagher | |
Tattoo' d Lady, | |
Bearded baby, | |
They' re my family. | |
When I was lonely, | |
Something told me, where, | |
I could always be. | |
Where I could, | |
Wish for pennies, | |
If we had any. | |
You' d meet me down, | |
At the shooting gallery. | |
Yes I' m a, | |
Fair ground baby. | |
Wonder what made me, | |
Fall for the pearly queen. | |
I spent my youth, | |
Under canvas roof, | |
As I roamed from town to town. | |
I' m not fooling, | |
When I say I got no schoolin', | |
Never like the class bell sound. | |
From the caravan, | |
I hear the fairground band, | |
Sounding good as they can be. | |
You know I can' t be found, | |
But if you look around, | |
Tomorrow we' ll be gone by dawn. | |
Alright... | |
Now hear it on the loud speaker say, | |
The fire eater is a real fine sight to see, | |
Yeah he' s a death cheater, | |
Some kind of central heater, | |
Be sure to save a seat for me. | |
Let me tell you ' bout wicked Sadie, | |
She' s no baby, | |
The law came, | |
And tried to close her sideshow down. | |
But soon she had the D. A. cheering, | |
The police chief wearing, | |
Her garter for a crown. | |
I spent my youth, | |
Under canvas roof, | |
As I roamed from town to town. | |
I' m not fooling, | |
When I say I got no schoolin', | |
Never like the school bell sound. | |
From the caravan, | |
I hear the fairground band, | |
Sounding good as they can be. | |
You know I can' t be found, | |
But if you look around, | |
Tomorrow we' ll be gone by dawn. | |
Yeahh... | |
Tattoo' d Lady, | |
Bearded baby, | |
They' re my family. | |
When I was lonely, | |
Something told me, where, | |
I could always be. | |
Where I could, | |
Wish for pennies, | |
If we had any. | |
You' d meet me down, | |
At the shooting gallery. | |
Tattoo' d lady........ |