Song | Brothers Under the Bridge |
Artist | Cowboy Junkies |
Album | Early 21st Century Blues |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Springsteen | |
Saigon, it was all gone | |
The same coke machines as the streets i grew on | |
Down a mesquite canyon we come walking along the ridge | |
Me and the brothers under the bridge | |
Campsite's an hour's walk from the nearest road to town | |
Up here there's too much brush and canyon for the chp choppers to touch down | |
Ain't lookin' for nothin', just wanna live | |
Me and the brothers under the bridge | |
Come the santa ana's, man, that dry brush'll light | |
Billy devon got burned up in his own campfire one winter night | |
We buried his body in the white stone high up along the ridge | |
Me and the brothers under the bridge | |
Had enough of town and the street life | |
Over nothing you end up on the wrong end of someone's knife | |
Now i don't want no trouble and i ain't got none to give | |
Me and the brothers under the bridge | |
I come home in '72 | |
You were just a beautiful light in your mama's dark eyes of blue | |
I stood down on the tarmac, i was just a kid | |
Me and the brothers under the bridge | |
Come veteran's day i sat in the stands in my dress blues | |
I held your mother's hand when they passed with the red, white and blue | |
One minute you're right there . . . | |
Then something slips . . . |
zuo qu : Springsteen | |
Saigon, it was all gone | |
The same coke machines as the streets i grew on | |
Down a mesquite canyon we come walking along the ridge | |
Me and the brothers under the bridge | |
Campsite' s an hour' s walk from the nearest road to town | |
Up here there' s too much brush and canyon for the chp choppers to touch down | |
Ain' t lookin' for nothin', just wanna live | |
Me and the brothers under the bridge | |
Come the santa ana' s, man, that dry brush' ll light | |
Billy devon got burned up in his own campfire one winter night | |
We buried his body in the white stone high up along the ridge | |
Me and the brothers under the bridge | |
Had enough of town and the street life | |
Over nothing you end up on the wrong end of someone' s knife | |
Now i don' t want no trouble and i ain' t got none to give | |
Me and the brothers under the bridge | |
I come home in ' 72 | |
You were just a beautiful light in your mama' s dark eyes of blue | |
I stood down on the tarmac, i was just a kid | |
Me and the brothers under the bridge | |
Come veteran' s day i sat in the stands in my dress blues | |
I held your mother' s hand when they passed with the red, white and blue | |
One minute you' re right there . . . | |
Then something slips . . . |
zuò qǔ : Springsteen | |
Saigon, it was all gone | |
The same coke machines as the streets i grew on | |
Down a mesquite canyon we come walking along the ridge | |
Me and the brothers under the bridge | |
Campsite' s an hour' s walk from the nearest road to town | |
Up here there' s too much brush and canyon for the chp choppers to touch down | |
Ain' t lookin' for nothin', just wanna live | |
Me and the brothers under the bridge | |
Come the santa ana' s, man, that dry brush' ll light | |
Billy devon got burned up in his own campfire one winter night | |
We buried his body in the white stone high up along the ridge | |
Me and the brothers under the bridge | |
Had enough of town and the street life | |
Over nothing you end up on the wrong end of someone' s knife | |
Now i don' t want no trouble and i ain' t got none to give | |
Me and the brothers under the bridge | |
I come home in ' 72 | |
You were just a beautiful light in your mama' s dark eyes of blue | |
I stood down on the tarmac, i was just a kid | |
Me and the brothers under the bridge | |
Come veteran' s day i sat in the stands in my dress blues | |
I held your mother' s hand when they passed with the red, white and blue | |
One minute you' re right there . . . | |
Then something slips . . . |