| Song | A Letter Of Thanks |
| Artist | Jack Bruce |
| Album | Harmony Row |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Brown, Bruce | |
| She wrote me out a letter of thanks | |
| I had to doubt | |
| Waking in someone's shoes | |
| It made me feel so harried | |
| Under her clothes she carried | |
| Proof that she wasn't married | |
| She carved herself a piece of my heart | |
| I have to starve | |
| Walking in someone's bed | |
| Love causes such congestion | |
| It gives me indigestion | |
| When she brings up the question | |
| I walked into a solid brick wall | |
| I felt like glue | |
| Sticking to someone's shed | |
| My front teeth were all broken | |
| By those doors you had spoken | |
| I wish you'd left them open | |
| Now when it's time to look for some peace | |
| I think it's fine | |
| Practising my last stand | |
| Now that the crowd's diminished | |
| Our hope of loud is finished | |
| I trace your name in spinach |
| zuo qu : Brown, Bruce | |
| She wrote me out a letter of thanks | |
| I had to doubt | |
| Waking in someone' s shoes | |
| It made me feel so harried | |
| Under her clothes she carried | |
| Proof that she wasn' t married | |
| She carved herself a piece of my heart | |
| I have to starve | |
| Walking in someone' s bed | |
| Love causes such congestion | |
| It gives me indigestion | |
| When she brings up the question | |
| I walked into a solid brick wall | |
| I felt like glue | |
| Sticking to someone' s shed | |
| My front teeth were all broken | |
| By those doors you had spoken | |
| I wish you' d left them open | |
| Now when it' s time to look for some peace | |
| I think it' s fine | |
| Practising my last stand | |
| Now that the crowd' s diminished | |
| Our hope of loud is finished | |
| I trace your name in spinach |
| zuò qǔ : Brown, Bruce | |
| She wrote me out a letter of thanks | |
| I had to doubt | |
| Waking in someone' s shoes | |
| It made me feel so harried | |
| Under her clothes she carried | |
| Proof that she wasn' t married | |
| She carved herself a piece of my heart | |
| I have to starve | |
| Walking in someone' s bed | |
| Love causes such congestion | |
| It gives me indigestion | |
| When she brings up the question | |
| I walked into a solid brick wall | |
| I felt like glue | |
| Sticking to someone' s shed | |
| My front teeth were all broken | |
| By those doors you had spoken | |
| I wish you' d left them open | |
| Now when it' s time to look for some peace | |
| I think it' s fine | |
| Practising my last stand | |
| Now that the crowd' s diminished | |
| Our hope of loud is finished | |
| I trace your name in spinach |