Song | If I Should Fall From Grace With God - Live version |
Artist | The Pogues |
Album | Streams Of Whiskey: Live In Leysin, Switzerland 1991 |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : MacGowan | |
If I should fall from grace with God | |
Where no doctor can relieve me | |
If I'm buried 'neath the sod | |
But the angels won't receive me | |
Let me go, boys | |
Let me go, boys | |
Let me go down in the mud | |
Where the rivers all run dry | |
This land was always ours | |
Was the proud land of our fathers | |
It belongs to us and them | |
Not to any of the others | |
Let them go, boys | |
Let them go, boys | |
Let them go down in the mud | |
Where the rivers all run dry | |
Now bury me at sea | |
Where no murdered ghost can haunt me | |
If I rock upon the waves | |
No corpse can lie upon me | |
Coming up threes, boys | |
Coming up threes, boys | |
Let them go down in the mud | |
Where the rivers all run dry | |
If I should fall from grace with God | |
Where no doctor can relieve me | |
If I'm buried 'neath the sod | |
So the angels won't receive me | |
Let me go, boys | |
Let me go, boys | |
Let me go down in the mud | |
Where the rivers all run dry |
zuo ci : MacGowan | |
If I should fall from grace with God | |
Where no doctor can relieve me | |
If I' m buried ' neath the sod | |
But the angels won' t receive me | |
Let me go, boys | |
Let me go, boys | |
Let me go down in the mud | |
Where the rivers all run dry | |
This land was always ours | |
Was the proud land of our fathers | |
It belongs to us and them | |
Not to any of the others | |
Let them go, boys | |
Let them go, boys | |
Let them go down in the mud | |
Where the rivers all run dry | |
Now bury me at sea | |
Where no murdered ghost can haunt me | |
If I rock upon the waves | |
No corpse can lie upon me | |
Coming up threes, boys | |
Coming up threes, boys | |
Let them go down in the mud | |
Where the rivers all run dry | |
If I should fall from grace with God | |
Where no doctor can relieve me | |
If I' m buried ' neath the sod | |
So the angels won' t receive me | |
Let me go, boys | |
Let me go, boys | |
Let me go down in the mud | |
Where the rivers all run dry |
zuò cí : MacGowan | |
If I should fall from grace with God | |
Where no doctor can relieve me | |
If I' m buried ' neath the sod | |
But the angels won' t receive me | |
Let me go, boys | |
Let me go, boys | |
Let me go down in the mud | |
Where the rivers all run dry | |
This land was always ours | |
Was the proud land of our fathers | |
It belongs to us and them | |
Not to any of the others | |
Let them go, boys | |
Let them go, boys | |
Let them go down in the mud | |
Where the rivers all run dry | |
Now bury me at sea | |
Where no murdered ghost can haunt me | |
If I rock upon the waves | |
No corpse can lie upon me | |
Coming up threes, boys | |
Coming up threes, boys | |
Let them go down in the mud | |
Where the rivers all run dry | |
If I should fall from grace with God | |
Where no doctor can relieve me | |
If I' m buried ' neath the sod | |
So the angels won' t receive me | |
Let me go, boys | |
Let me go, boys | |
Let me go down in the mud | |
Where the rivers all run dry |