Song | Lady Whiskey |
Artist | Wishbone Ash |
Album | First Light |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Powell, Turner, Turner, Upton | |
Lady whiskey, such a sad sight, stumblin' as she walks. | |
She even hates herself sometimes. | |
Keep her clear, for it's saturday night. | |
Drowns her sorrow, eases her pain, | |
Waits for tomorrow, when she'll do the same again. | |
Lady whiskey's got a man, her man is just like her - | |
Tries to fit the key in the door | |
When he comes home saturday night. | |
Drowns his sorrow, eases his pain, | |
Waits for tomorrow, when he'll do the same again. | |
Lady whiskey's got a son, got a daughter, too. | |
Son don't play, but the daughter's on the way | |
When she comes home saturday night. | |
Lady whiskey, she gets sick when she goes downtown. | |
One day drink's gonna put her down - | |
She won't come home saturday night. |
zuo ci : Powell, Turner, Turner, Upton | |
Lady whiskey, such a sad sight, stumblin' as she walks. | |
She even hates herself sometimes. | |
Keep her clear, for it' s saturday night. | |
Drowns her sorrow, eases her pain, | |
Waits for tomorrow, when she' ll do the same again. | |
Lady whiskey' s got a man, her man is just like her | |
Tries to fit the key in the door | |
When he comes home saturday night. | |
Drowns his sorrow, eases his pain, | |
Waits for tomorrow, when he' ll do the same again. | |
Lady whiskey' s got a son, got a daughter, too. | |
Son don' t play, but the daughter' s on the way | |
When she comes home saturday night. | |
Lady whiskey, she gets sick when she goes downtown. | |
One day drink' s gonna put her down | |
She won' t come home saturday night. |
zuò cí : Powell, Turner, Turner, Upton | |
Lady whiskey, such a sad sight, stumblin' as she walks. | |
She even hates herself sometimes. | |
Keep her clear, for it' s saturday night. | |
Drowns her sorrow, eases her pain, | |
Waits for tomorrow, when she' ll do the same again. | |
Lady whiskey' s got a man, her man is just like her | |
Tries to fit the key in the door | |
When he comes home saturday night. | |
Drowns his sorrow, eases his pain, | |
Waits for tomorrow, when he' ll do the same again. | |
Lady whiskey' s got a son, got a daughter, too. | |
Son don' t play, but the daughter' s on the way | |
When she comes home saturday night. | |
Lady whiskey, she gets sick when she goes downtown. | |
One day drink' s gonna put her down | |
She won' t come home saturday night. |