Fine Leather Truck

Song Fine Leather Truck
Artist The Gourds
Album Ghosts of Hallelujah

Lyrics

作曲 : Russell
Whippoorwill won't ya listen
To my roaming story
We started out frying up a morning glory
I tell you 'bout the things ya like t¹know
I found & how the moon woke us up with a jigglin' sound
In my fine leather truck
So I rolled up my dirty red pants
Took my shoes off
Crossed my legs when
I danced I did the hyena, the milkman and the fox-trot
We smoked our last then headed for the
Pine Knot
In my fine leather truck
Then the rain came down & soaked us all up
Could not keep the technology from suckin' us up
Spiderman was all
I could remember then
We crossed the walls & left that ugly town
In my fine leather truck

Pinyin

zuò qǔ : Russell
Whippoorwill won' t ya listen
To my roaming story
We started out frying up a morning glory
I tell you ' bout the things ya like t know
I found how the moon woke us up with a jigglin' sound
In my fine leather truck
So I rolled up my dirty red pants
Took my shoes off
Crossed my legs when
I danced I did the hyena, the milkman and the foxtrot
We smoked our last then headed for the
Pine Knot
In my fine leather truck
Then the rain came down soaked us all up
Could not keep the technology from suckin' us up
Spiderman was all
I could remember then
We crossed the walls left that ugly town
In my fine leather truck