Song | Drunkard's Blues |
Artist | Hank Thompson |
Album | A Six Pack To Go |
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作词 : Thompson | |
Walking slow to the graveyard I've lost everything I could lose | |
Now I've even lost my baby I guess I've got the drunkard's blues | |
It was down at Big Joe's barroom on the corner beyond the square | |
Everybody drinkin' good liquor the regular crowd was there | |
So I strolled out on the sidewalk began to look around | |
Looking everywhere for my baby but that sweet woman can't be found | |
It was down at St James infirmary I found my baby there | |
Stretched out on a long white table so cold so pale so fair | |
So I strolled back down to the barroom to get another drink of gin | |
The next thing you know I'm reeling rocking and drunk again | |
Sixteen coal black horses all hitched up in a line | |
In that pretty buggy she's ridin' goodbye ol' gal of mine | |
Walking slow to the graveyard I've lost everything I could lose | |
Now I've even lost my baby I guess I've got the drunker's blues |
zuo ci : Thompson | |
Walking slow to the graveyard I' ve lost everything I could lose | |
Now I' ve even lost my baby I guess I' ve got the drunkard' s blues | |
It was down at Big Joe' s barroom on the corner beyond the square | |
Everybody drinkin' good liquor the regular crowd was there | |
So I strolled out on the sidewalk began to look around | |
Looking everywhere for my baby but that sweet woman can' t be found | |
It was down at St James infirmary I found my baby there | |
Stretched out on a long white table so cold so pale so fair | |
So I strolled back down to the barroom to get another drink of gin | |
The next thing you know I' m reeling rocking and drunk again | |
Sixteen coal black horses all hitched up in a line | |
In that pretty buggy she' s ridin' goodbye ol' gal of mine | |
Walking slow to the graveyard I' ve lost everything I could lose | |
Now I' ve even lost my baby I guess I' ve got the drunker' s blues |
zuò cí : Thompson | |
Walking slow to the graveyard I' ve lost everything I could lose | |
Now I' ve even lost my baby I guess I' ve got the drunkard' s blues | |
It was down at Big Joe' s barroom on the corner beyond the square | |
Everybody drinkin' good liquor the regular crowd was there | |
So I strolled out on the sidewalk began to look around | |
Looking everywhere for my baby but that sweet woman can' t be found | |
It was down at St James infirmary I found my baby there | |
Stretched out on a long white table so cold so pale so fair | |
So I strolled back down to the barroom to get another drink of gin | |
The next thing you know I' m reeling rocking and drunk again | |
Sixteen coal black horses all hitched up in a line | |
In that pretty buggy she' s ridin' goodbye ol' gal of mine | |
Walking slow to the graveyard I' ve lost everything I could lose | |
Now I' ve even lost my baby I guess I' ve got the drunker' s blues |