Terre Haute

Terre Haute Lyrics

Song Terre Haute
Artist Woven Hand
Album The Threshingfloor
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[00:00.000] 作曲 : David Eugene Edwards
[00:25.251] Flash your language covered on the shelf in dust
[00:30.966] This street was once a creek of a one Lord rule I trust
[00:36.235] Duly, duly signed, Cora Cora Carter
[00:39.296] Born of the fall, in a state of Texas
[00:42.168] Paid in full Fort Bliss, 1936
[00:48.486] Terre terre haute
[00:49.989] All be hollow
[00:54.178] He takes his breath
[00:55.959] Away the four winds follow
[00:59.402] Wolves tied on strings to his good words of promise
[01:06.333] These are stones around the peoples neck
[01:10.666] Wound on string, drawn back stern
[01:13.840] The arrow sings to whom it may concern
[01:16.440] Talihina boon, iron road Oklahoma
[01:22.801] It is his spirit, it is his fruit
[01:29.073] It is he who paint by numbers
[01:34.209] It is his spirit, it is his fruit
[01:42.942] Terre terre haute
[01:44.375] All be hollow
[01:48.474] He takes his breath
[01:49.977] Away the four winds follow
[01:54.224] Lord Jesus, come bestow belief
[02:00.623] The beauty of the finished work
[02:04.695] You regard him not risen on the ancient horizon
[02:10.713] Think yourself too hard, go on cast your lots
[02:16.943] Terre terre haute
[02:18.446] All be hollow
[02:22.706] He takes his breath
[02:24.423] Away his spirit follow
[02:28.419] It is his spirit, it is his fruit
[02:34.593] It is he who paint by numbers
[02:39.754] It is his spirit, it is his fruit
[02:46.018] It is he who paints by numbers
[02:49.222] Judges and Ruth
[03:01.949] Wound on string, drawn back stern
[03:05.115] The arrow sings to whom it may concern
[03:07.713] Talihina boon, iron road Oklahoma
[03:11.825] There, there, there
[00:00.000] zuo qu : David Eugene Edwards
[00:25.251] Flash your language covered on the shelf in dust
[00:30.966] This street was once a creek of a one Lord rule I trust
[00:36.235] Duly, duly signed, Cora Cora Carter
[00:39.296] Born of the fall, in a state of Texas
[00:42.168] Paid in full Fort Bliss, 1936
[00:48.486] Terre terre haute
[00:49.989] All be hollow
[00:54.178] He takes his breath
[00:55.959] Away the four winds follow
[00:59.402] Wolves tied on strings to his good words of promise
[01:06.333] These are stones around the peoples neck
[01:10.666] Wound on string, drawn back stern
[01:13.840] The arrow sings to whom it may concern
[01:16.440] Talihina boon, iron road Oklahoma
[01:22.801] It is his spirit, it is his fruit
[01:29.073] It is he who paint by numbers
[01:34.209] It is his spirit, it is his fruit
[01:42.942] Terre terre haute
[01:44.375] All be hollow
[01:48.474] He takes his breath
[01:49.977] Away the four winds follow
[01:54.224] Lord Jesus, come bestow belief
[02:00.623] The beauty of the finished work
[02:04.695] You regard him not risen on the ancient horizon
[02:10.713] Think yourself too hard, go on cast your lots
[02:16.943] Terre terre haute
[02:18.446] All be hollow
[02:22.706] He takes his breath
[02:24.423] Away his spirit follow
[02:28.419] It is his spirit, it is his fruit
[02:34.593] It is he who paint by numbers
[02:39.754] It is his spirit, it is his fruit
[02:46.018] It is he who paints by numbers
[02:49.222] Judges and Ruth
[03:01.949] Wound on string, drawn back stern
[03:05.115] The arrow sings to whom it may concern
[03:07.713] Talihina boon, iron road Oklahoma
[03:11.825] There, there, there
[00:00.000] zuò qǔ : David Eugene Edwards
[00:25.251] Flash your language covered on the shelf in dust
[00:30.966] This street was once a creek of a one Lord rule I trust
[00:36.235] Duly, duly signed, Cora Cora Carter
[00:39.296] Born of the fall, in a state of Texas
[00:42.168] Paid in full Fort Bliss, 1936
[00:48.486] Terre terre haute
[00:49.989] All be hollow
[00:54.178] He takes his breath
[00:55.959] Away the four winds follow
[00:59.402] Wolves tied on strings to his good words of promise
[01:06.333] These are stones around the peoples neck
[01:10.666] Wound on string, drawn back stern
[01:13.840] The arrow sings to whom it may concern
[01:16.440] Talihina boon, iron road Oklahoma
[01:22.801] It is his spirit, it is his fruit
[01:29.073] It is he who paint by numbers
[01:34.209] It is his spirit, it is his fruit
[01:42.942] Terre terre haute
[01:44.375] All be hollow
[01:48.474] He takes his breath
[01:49.977] Away the four winds follow
[01:54.224] Lord Jesus, come bestow belief
[02:00.623] The beauty of the finished work
[02:04.695] You regard him not risen on the ancient horizon
[02:10.713] Think yourself too hard, go on cast your lots
[02:16.943] Terre terre haute
[02:18.446] All be hollow
[02:22.706] He takes his breath
[02:24.423] Away his spirit follow
[02:28.419] It is his spirit, it is his fruit
[02:34.593] It is he who paint by numbers
[02:39.754] It is his spirit, it is his fruit
[02:46.018] It is he who paints by numbers
[02:49.222] Judges and Ruth
[03:01.949] Wound on string, drawn back stern
[03:05.115] The arrow sings to whom it may concern
[03:07.713] Talihina boon, iron road Oklahoma
[03:11.825] There, there, there
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