| Song | Cold Missouri Waters |
| Artist | Cry Cry Cry |
| Album | Cry Cry Cry |
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| 作曲 : Keelaghan | |
| My name is Dodge but then you know that | |
| It's written on the chart there at the foot end of the of the bed | |
| They think I'm blind that I can't read it | |
| I've read it every word and every word it says is death | |
| So confession Is that the reason that you came | |
| Get it off my chest before I check out of the game | |
| Since you mention it well there's thirteen things I'll name | |
| Thirteen crosses high above the cold Missouri waters | |
| August 49 North Montana | |
| The hottest day on record the forest tinder dry | |
| Lightning strikes in the mountains | |
| I was crew chief at the jump base | |
| I prepared the boys to fly | |
| Pick the drop zone C47 comes in low | |
| Feel the tap upon your leg that tells you go | |
| See the circle of the fire down below | |
| Fifteen of us dropped above the cold Missouri waters | |
| Gauged the fire I'd seen bigger | |
| So I ordered them to side hill we'd fight it from below | |
| We'd have our backs to the river | |
| We'd have it licked by morning even if we took it slow | |
| But the fire crowned jumped the valley just ahead | |
| There was no way down headed for the ridge instead | |
| Too big to fight it we'd have to fight that slope instead | |
| Flames one step behind above the cold Missouri waters | |
| Sky had turned red smoke was boiling | |
| Two hundred yards to saftey | |
| Death was fifty yards behind | |
| I don't know why I just thought it | |
| I struck a match to waist high grass running out of time | |
| Tried to tell them step into this fire I've set | |
| We can't make it this is the only chance you'll get | |
| But they cursed me | |
| Ran for the rocks above instead | |
| I lay face down and prayed above the cold Missouri waters | |
| Then when I rose like the phoenix | |
| In that world reduced to ashes | |
| There was none but two survived | |
| I stayed that night and one day after | |
| Carried bodies to the river | |
| Wondering how I stayed alive | |
| Thirteen stations of the cross to mark their fall | |
| I've had my say I'll confess to nothing more | |
| I'll join them now those that they left me long before | |
| Thirteen crosses high above the cold Missouri waters |
| zuo qu : Keelaghan | |
| My name is Dodge but then you know that | |
| It' s written on the chart there at the foot end of the of the bed | |
| They think I' m blind that I can' t read it | |
| I' ve read it every word and every word it says is death | |
| So confession Is that the reason that you came | |
| Get it off my chest before I check out of the game | |
| Since you mention it well there' s thirteen things I' ll name | |
| Thirteen crosses high above the cold Missouri waters | |
| August 49 North Montana | |
| The hottest day on record the forest tinder dry | |
| Lightning strikes in the mountains | |
| I was crew chief at the jump base | |
| I prepared the boys to fly | |
| Pick the drop zone C47 comes in low | |
| Feel the tap upon your leg that tells you go | |
| See the circle of the fire down below | |
| Fifteen of us dropped above the cold Missouri waters | |
| Gauged the fire I' d seen bigger | |
| So I ordered them to side hill we' d fight it from below | |
| We' d have our backs to the river | |
| We' d have it licked by morning even if we took it slow | |
| But the fire crowned jumped the valley just ahead | |
| There was no way down headed for the ridge instead | |
| Too big to fight it we' d have to fight that slope instead | |
| Flames one step behind above the cold Missouri waters | |
| Sky had turned red smoke was boiling | |
| Two hundred yards to saftey | |
| Death was fifty yards behind | |
| I don' t know why I just thought it | |
| I struck a match to waist high grass running out of time | |
| Tried to tell them step into this fire I' ve set | |
| We can' t make it this is the only chance you' ll get | |
| But they cursed me | |
| Ran for the rocks above instead | |
| I lay face down and prayed above the cold Missouri waters | |
| Then when I rose like the phoenix | |
| In that world reduced to ashes | |
| There was none but two survived | |
| I stayed that night and one day after | |
| Carried bodies to the river | |
| Wondering how I stayed alive | |
| Thirteen stations of the cross to mark their fall | |
| I' ve had my say I' ll confess to nothing more | |
| I' ll join them now those that they left me long before | |
| Thirteen crosses high above the cold Missouri waters |
| zuò qǔ : Keelaghan | |
| My name is Dodge but then you know that | |
| It' s written on the chart there at the foot end of the of the bed | |
| They think I' m blind that I can' t read it | |
| I' ve read it every word and every word it says is death | |
| So confession Is that the reason that you came | |
| Get it off my chest before I check out of the game | |
| Since you mention it well there' s thirteen things I' ll name | |
| Thirteen crosses high above the cold Missouri waters | |
| August 49 North Montana | |
| The hottest day on record the forest tinder dry | |
| Lightning strikes in the mountains | |
| I was crew chief at the jump base | |
| I prepared the boys to fly | |
| Pick the drop zone C47 comes in low | |
| Feel the tap upon your leg that tells you go | |
| See the circle of the fire down below | |
| Fifteen of us dropped above the cold Missouri waters | |
| Gauged the fire I' d seen bigger | |
| So I ordered them to side hill we' d fight it from below | |
| We' d have our backs to the river | |
| We' d have it licked by morning even if we took it slow | |
| But the fire crowned jumped the valley just ahead | |
| There was no way down headed for the ridge instead | |
| Too big to fight it we' d have to fight that slope instead | |
| Flames one step behind above the cold Missouri waters | |
| Sky had turned red smoke was boiling | |
| Two hundred yards to saftey | |
| Death was fifty yards behind | |
| I don' t know why I just thought it | |
| I struck a match to waist high grass running out of time | |
| Tried to tell them step into this fire I' ve set | |
| We can' t make it this is the only chance you' ll get | |
| But they cursed me | |
| Ran for the rocks above instead | |
| I lay face down and prayed above the cold Missouri waters | |
| Then when I rose like the phoenix | |
| In that world reduced to ashes | |
| There was none but two survived | |
| I stayed that night and one day after | |
| Carried bodies to the river | |
| Wondering how I stayed alive | |
| Thirteen stations of the cross to mark their fall | |
| I' ve had my say I' ll confess to nothing more | |
| I' ll join them now those that they left me long before | |
| Thirteen crosses high above the cold Missouri waters |