Song | Trouble's Braids |
Artist | Tom Waits |
Album | Swordfishtrombones |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Waits | |
Well I pulled on trouble's braidsand | |
I hid in the briarsout by the quick mudstayin' away from the main roadspassin' out wolf ticketsdownwind from the blood houndsand | |
I pulled on trouble's braidsand | |
I lay by a cypressas quiet as a stone'til the bleeding stopped | |
I blew the weather vaneoff some old road house | |
I build a fire in theskeleton back seat of an old | |
Tuckerand | |
I pulled on trouble's braids | |
I spanked cold red mudwhere the hornet stung deepand | |
I tossed in the ditchin a restless sleepand | |
I pulled on trouble's braids | |
I hung my rain-soaked jacketon some old barbed wirepoured cold rusty wateron a miserable fire | |
I pulled on trouble's braidsthe creek was swollen by daybreak and | |
I could justbarely seeand | |
I floated downstreamon an old dead treeand | |
I pulled on trouble's braids | |
I pulled on trouble's braids | |
I pulled on trouble's braids | |
I pulled on trouble's braids |
zuo ci : Waits | |
Well I pulled on trouble' s braidsand | |
I hid in the briarsout by the quick mudstayin' away from the main roadspassin' out wolf ticketsdownwind from the blood houndsand | |
I pulled on trouble' s braidsand | |
I lay by a cypressas quiet as a stone' til the bleeding stopped | |
I blew the weather vaneoff some old road house | |
I build a fire in theskeleton back seat of an old | |
Tuckerand | |
I pulled on trouble' s braids | |
I spanked cold red mudwhere the hornet stung deepand | |
I tossed in the ditchin a restless sleepand | |
I pulled on trouble' s braids | |
I hung my rainsoaked jacketon some old barbed wirepoured cold rusty wateron a miserable fire | |
I pulled on trouble' s braidsthe creek was swollen by daybreak and | |
I could justbarely seeand | |
I floated downstreamon an old dead treeand | |
I pulled on trouble' s braids | |
I pulled on trouble' s braids | |
I pulled on trouble' s braids | |
I pulled on trouble' s braids |
zuò cí : Waits | |
Well I pulled on trouble' s braidsand | |
I hid in the briarsout by the quick mudstayin' away from the main roadspassin' out wolf ticketsdownwind from the blood houndsand | |
I pulled on trouble' s braidsand | |
I lay by a cypressas quiet as a stone' til the bleeding stopped | |
I blew the weather vaneoff some old road house | |
I build a fire in theskeleton back seat of an old | |
Tuckerand | |
I pulled on trouble' s braids | |
I spanked cold red mudwhere the hornet stung deepand | |
I tossed in the ditchin a restless sleepand | |
I pulled on trouble' s braids | |
I hung my rainsoaked jacketon some old barbed wirepoured cold rusty wateron a miserable fire | |
I pulled on trouble' s braidsthe creek was swollen by daybreak and | |
I could justbarely seeand | |
I floated downstreamon an old dead treeand | |
I pulled on trouble' s braids | |
I pulled on trouble' s braids | |
I pulled on trouble' s braids | |
I pulled on trouble' s braids |