Song | Tumbleweed Stew |
Artist | Slaid Cleaves |
Album | Everything You Love Will Be Taken Away |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Cleaves, Coy, O'Connor | |
I work as a hand in | |
San SabaFences and windmills to mend | |
I been out on a crew, eating tumbleweed stew | |
Three weeks in the rain and the wind | |
I got mud on my boots and blood on my money | |
And I'm looking to head into town | |
But as soon as my truck rounds the corner | |
That old deputy is staring me down | |
Where can a good man go crazy? | |
Where can a cowboy get stoned? | |
If I get a wild hair, and go off on a tear | |
I'm liable to end up alone | |
Nobody wants to run with me now | |
But I'm restless down to the bone | |
Where can a good man go crazy? | |
Where can a cowboy get stoned? | |
Old man, are you listening?' | |
Cause I'm down here, asking you | |
I know you made me this way | |
So what do you expect me to do? | |
I drove out of town with my paycheck | |
Bad snake blood running through my veins | |
Hooked up with a truckload of illegals | |
And a pocket full of cocaine | |
We had us some fun, now | |
I'm on the run | |
And I won't be coming back soon | |
Just me and some rangy coyotes | |
Howlin' up at the cold desert moon | |
Where can a good man go crazy? | |
Where can a cowboy get stoned? | |
Nobody wants me hanging around | |
I guess I'll have to go it alone | |
I'll have to head down to the border | |
I guessAnd | |
I don't know when | |
I'll be back home | |
Where can a good man go crazy? | |
Where can a cowboy get stoned? | |
And if I don't ever make it back | |
You can carve this right on my tombstone | |
Where can a good man go crazy? | |
Where can a cowboy get stoned? |
zuo qu : Cleaves, Coy, O' Connor | |
I work as a hand in | |
San SabaFences and windmills to mend | |
I been out on a crew, eating tumbleweed stew | |
Three weeks in the rain and the wind | |
I got mud on my boots and blood on my money | |
And I' m looking to head into town | |
But as soon as my truck rounds the corner | |
That old deputy is staring me down | |
Where can a good man go crazy? | |
Where can a cowboy get stoned? | |
If I get a wild hair, and go off on a tear | |
I' m liable to end up alone | |
Nobody wants to run with me now | |
But I' m restless down to the bone | |
Where can a good man go crazy? | |
Where can a cowboy get stoned? | |
Old man, are you listening?' | |
Cause I' m down here, asking you | |
I know you made me this way | |
So what do you expect me to do? | |
I drove out of town with my paycheck | |
Bad snake blood running through my veins | |
Hooked up with a truckload of illegals | |
And a pocket full of cocaine | |
We had us some fun, now | |
I' m on the run | |
And I won' t be coming back soon | |
Just me and some rangy coyotes | |
Howlin' up at the cold desert moon | |
Where can a good man go crazy? | |
Where can a cowboy get stoned? | |
Nobody wants me hanging around | |
I guess I' ll have to go it alone | |
I' ll have to head down to the border | |
I guessAnd | |
I don' t know when | |
I' ll be back home | |
Where can a good man go crazy? | |
Where can a cowboy get stoned? | |
And if I don' t ever make it back | |
You can carve this right on my tombstone | |
Where can a good man go crazy? | |
Where can a cowboy get stoned? |
zuò qǔ : Cleaves, Coy, O' Connor | |
I work as a hand in | |
San SabaFences and windmills to mend | |
I been out on a crew, eating tumbleweed stew | |
Three weeks in the rain and the wind | |
I got mud on my boots and blood on my money | |
And I' m looking to head into town | |
But as soon as my truck rounds the corner | |
That old deputy is staring me down | |
Where can a good man go crazy? | |
Where can a cowboy get stoned? | |
If I get a wild hair, and go off on a tear | |
I' m liable to end up alone | |
Nobody wants to run with me now | |
But I' m restless down to the bone | |
Where can a good man go crazy? | |
Where can a cowboy get stoned? | |
Old man, are you listening?' | |
Cause I' m down here, asking you | |
I know you made me this way | |
So what do you expect me to do? | |
I drove out of town with my paycheck | |
Bad snake blood running through my veins | |
Hooked up with a truckload of illegals | |
And a pocket full of cocaine | |
We had us some fun, now | |
I' m on the run | |
And I won' t be coming back soon | |
Just me and some rangy coyotes | |
Howlin' up at the cold desert moon | |
Where can a good man go crazy? | |
Where can a cowboy get stoned? | |
Nobody wants me hanging around | |
I guess I' ll have to go it alone | |
I' ll have to head down to the border | |
I guessAnd | |
I don' t know when | |
I' ll be back home | |
Where can a good man go crazy? | |
Where can a cowboy get stoned? | |
And if I don' t ever make it back | |
You can carve this right on my tombstone | |
Where can a good man go crazy? | |
Where can a cowboy get stoned? |