| Song | Ruby Red |
| Artist | CocoRosie |
| Album | Put The Shine On |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:00.00] | 作词 : Bianca Casady/Sierra Casady |
| [00:01.00] | 作曲 : Bianca Casady/Sierra Casady/Bianca Cassidy/Sierra Cassidy |
| [00:54.69] | A sheep in devil's clothing |
| [00:56.99] | Wounded on her journey |
| [00:59.04] | Engraved upon her heart, she did |
| [01:01.52] | A solemn promise to be worthy |
| [01:04.23] | To be good by being bad |
| [01:06.65] | Working for the man |
| [01:08.41] | A different kind of Uncle Sam |
| [01:12.34] | Trading allegiance for power and power for sand |
| [01:16.87] | Lost the handle of the whip |
| [01:19.21] | Drinking poison in large sips |
| [01:21.92] | Can't catch the mockingbird whose words |
| [01:25.84] | Echoing mournful dirge (Little momma ruby red) |
| [01:27.86] | Paint the fable of her death and how she resurrects (With your wings made of lead) |
| [01:33.12] | A secret hard to keep on which no one will believe (Hit the road and dust will fly) |
| [01:37.42] | Wolf crying of spilled milk (Black birds fill the sky) |
| [01:44.22] | Little momma ruby red |
| [01:48.50] | With your wings made of lead |
| [01:53.01] | Hit the road and dust will fly |
| [01:57.46] | Black birds fill the sky |
| [02:25.68] | Let us now praise |
| [02:27.33] | The infinite loving ways |
| [02:30.15] | Known to all you touched |
| [02:31.90] | Butterflies exploding in the wake of you |
| [02:35.24] | Magical dust, lust |
| [02:37.70] | Kept locked in a secret box |
| [02:40.13] | Fear of sin |
| [02:41.35] | You told me just before you died |
| [02:44.21] | The last December of your life |
| [02:46.34] | "Life is too short to hide |
| [02:48.19] | Let in the love, let in the light" |
| [02:51.40] | We saw it in your eyes, when they went 'round the room one last time |
| [02:56.58] | Your face already smiling God from the other side |
| [03:03.40] | "Was I ready to walk her home?", she said |
| [03:10.44] | "Tomorrow's never promised and always be honest" |
| [03:19.27] | Her breath is now our song |
| [03:21.39] | Lady Death is never wrong |
| [03:24.46] | Make no mistake, Lady Death is never wrong |
| [03:30.57] | Little momma ruby red |
| [03:34.75] | With your wings made of lead |
| [03:39.39] | Hit the road and dust will fly |
| [03:43.94] | Black birds fill the sky |
| [03:48.56] | Little momma ruby red |
| [03:52.92] | With your wings made of lead |
| [03:57.56] | Hit the road and dust will fly |
| [04:02.02] | Black birds fill the sky |
| [04:06.56] | Little momma ruby red |
| [04:11.01] | With your wings made of lead |
| [04:15.69] | Hit the road and dust will fly |
| [04:20.21] | Black birds fill the sky |
| [00:00.00] | zuo ci : Bianca Casady Sierra Casady |
| [00:01.00] | zuo qu : Bianca Casady Sierra Casady Bianca Cassidy Sierra Cassidy |
| [00:54.69] | A sheep in devil' s clothing |
| [00:56.99] | Wounded on her journey |
| [00:59.04] | Engraved upon her heart, she did |
| [01:01.52] | A solemn promise to be worthy |
| [01:04.23] | To be good by being bad |
| [01:06.65] | Working for the man |
| [01:08.41] | A different kind of Uncle Sam |
| [01:12.34] | Trading allegiance for power and power for sand |
| [01:16.87] | Lost the handle of the whip |
| [01:19.21] | Drinking poison in large sips |
| [01:21.92] | Can' t catch the mockingbird whose words |
| [01:25.84] | Echoing mournful dirge Little momma ruby red |
| [01:27.86] | Paint the fable of her death and how she resurrects With your wings made of lead |
| [01:33.12] | A secret hard to keep on which no one will believe Hit the road and dust will fly |
| [01:37.42] | Wolf crying of spilled milk Black birds fill the sky |
| [01:44.22] | Little momma ruby red |
| [01:48.50] | With your wings made of lead |
| [01:53.01] | Hit the road and dust will fly |
| [01:57.46] | Black birds fill the sky |
| [02:25.68] | Let us now praise |
| [02:27.33] | The infinite loving ways |
| [02:30.15] | Known to all you touched |
| [02:31.90] | Butterflies exploding in the wake of you |
| [02:35.24] | Magical dust, lust |
| [02:37.70] | Kept locked in a secret box |
| [02:40.13] | Fear of sin |
| [02:41.35] | You told me just before you died |
| [02:44.21] | The last December of your life |
| [02:46.34] | " Life is too short to hide |
| [02:48.19] | Let in the love, let in the light" |
| [02:51.40] | We saw it in your eyes, when they went ' round the room one last time |
| [02:56.58] | Your face already smiling God from the other side |
| [03:03.40] | " Was I ready to walk her home?", she said |
| [03:10.44] | " Tomorrow' s never promised and always be honest" |
| [03:19.27] | Her breath is now our song |
| [03:21.39] | Lady Death is never wrong |
| [03:24.46] | Make no mistake, Lady Death is never wrong |
| [03:30.57] | Little momma ruby red |
| [03:34.75] | With your wings made of lead |
| [03:39.39] | Hit the road and dust will fly |
| [03:43.94] | Black birds fill the sky |
| [03:48.56] | Little momma ruby red |
| [03:52.92] | With your wings made of lead |
| [03:57.56] | Hit the road and dust will fly |
| [04:02.02] | Black birds fill the sky |
| [04:06.56] | Little momma ruby red |
| [04:11.01] | With your wings made of lead |
| [04:15.69] | Hit the road and dust will fly |
| [04:20.21] | Black birds fill the sky |
| [00:00.00] | zuò cí : Bianca Casady Sierra Casady |
| [00:01.00] | zuò qǔ : Bianca Casady Sierra Casady Bianca Cassidy Sierra Cassidy |
| [00:54.69] | A sheep in devil' s clothing |
| [00:56.99] | Wounded on her journey |
| [00:59.04] | Engraved upon her heart, she did |
| [01:01.52] | A solemn promise to be worthy |
| [01:04.23] | To be good by being bad |
| [01:06.65] | Working for the man |
| [01:08.41] | A different kind of Uncle Sam |
| [01:12.34] | Trading allegiance for power and power for sand |
| [01:16.87] | Lost the handle of the whip |
| [01:19.21] | Drinking poison in large sips |
| [01:21.92] | Can' t catch the mockingbird whose words |
| [01:25.84] | Echoing mournful dirge Little momma ruby red |
| [01:27.86] | Paint the fable of her death and how she resurrects With your wings made of lead |
| [01:33.12] | A secret hard to keep on which no one will believe Hit the road and dust will fly |
| [01:37.42] | Wolf crying of spilled milk Black birds fill the sky |
| [01:44.22] | Little momma ruby red |
| [01:48.50] | With your wings made of lead |
| [01:53.01] | Hit the road and dust will fly |
| [01:57.46] | Black birds fill the sky |
| [02:25.68] | Let us now praise |
| [02:27.33] | The infinite loving ways |
| [02:30.15] | Known to all you touched |
| [02:31.90] | Butterflies exploding in the wake of you |
| [02:35.24] | Magical dust, lust |
| [02:37.70] | Kept locked in a secret box |
| [02:40.13] | Fear of sin |
| [02:41.35] | You told me just before you died |
| [02:44.21] | The last December of your life |
| [02:46.34] | " Life is too short to hide |
| [02:48.19] | Let in the love, let in the light" |
| [02:51.40] | We saw it in your eyes, when they went ' round the room one last time |
| [02:56.58] | Your face already smiling God from the other side |
| [03:03.40] | " Was I ready to walk her home?", she said |
| [03:10.44] | " Tomorrow' s never promised and always be honest" |
| [03:19.27] | Her breath is now our song |
| [03:21.39] | Lady Death is never wrong |
| [03:24.46] | Make no mistake, Lady Death is never wrong |
| [03:30.57] | Little momma ruby red |
| [03:34.75] | With your wings made of lead |
| [03:39.39] | Hit the road and dust will fly |
| [03:43.94] | Black birds fill the sky |
| [03:48.56] | Little momma ruby red |
| [03:52.92] | With your wings made of lead |
| [03:57.56] | Hit the road and dust will fly |
| [04:02.02] | Black birds fill the sky |
| [04:06.56] | Little momma ruby red |
| [04:11.01] | With your wings made of lead |
| [04:15.69] | Hit the road and dust will fly |
| [04:20.21] | Black birds fill the sky |