[00:00.000] 作曲 : Tom Waits/Kathleen Brennan
[00:08.456]I plugged 16 shells from a thirty-ought-six
[00:14.453]And the Black Crow snuck through a hole in the sky
[00:21.455]So I spent all my buttons on an old pack mule
[00:28.705]And I made me a ladder from a pawn shop marimba
[00:36.203]And I leaned it up against a dandelion tree
[00:39.705]leaned it up against a dandelion tree
[00:43.205]And I leaned it up against a dandelion tree
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[00:50.704]And I'm gonna cook them feathers on a tire iron spit
[00:58.204]And I filled me a satchel full of old pig corn
[01:02.204]I filled me a satchel full of old pig corn
[01:05.205]And I beat me a billy from an old French horn
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[01:12.705]And I kicked that mule to the top of the tree
[01:16.456]kicked that mule to the top of the tree
[01:19.955]And I blew me a hole 'bout the size of a kickdrum
[01:26.955]And I cut me a switch from a long branch elbow
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[01:35.954]I'm whittle you into kindlin'
[01:39.705]I'm whittle you into kindlin'
[01:42.954]Black Crow, sixteen shells from a thirty-ought-six
[01:50.203]I'm gonna whittle you into kindlin'
[01:55.206]Black Crow, sixteen shells from a thirty-ought-six
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[02:04.704]And I slept in the holler of a dry creek bed
[02:11.954]And I tore out the buckets from a red Corvette
[02:15.954]I tore out the buckets from a red Corvette
[02:18.954]And Lionel and Dave and the Butcher made three
[02:26.206]You got to meet me by the knuckles of the skinnybone tree
[02:33.705]With the strings of a Washburn stretched like a clothes line
[02:40.706]You know me and that mule scrambled right through the hole
[02:48.205]You know me and that mule scrambled right through the hole
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[02:56.455]I'm whittle you into kindlin'
[03:00.454]Sixteen shells from a thirty-ought-six
[03:07.954]I'm whittle you into kindlin'
[03:10.454]Black Crow, sixteen shells from a thirty-ought-six
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[03:21.455]Now I hold him prisoner in a Washburn jail
[03:28.454]That I strapped on the back of my old kick mule
[03:32.955]Atrapped on the back of my old kick mule
[03:37.205]I bang on the strings just to drive him crazy
[03:43.205]And I strum it loud just to rattle his cage
[03:47.205]Strum it loud just to rattle his cage
[03:50.955]Strum it loud just to rattle his cage
[03:56.704]Strum it loud just to rattle his cage
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[04:05.955]Sixteen shells from a thirty-ought-six
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[04:13.455][Outro]