townes van zandt、Not Documented - St. John and the Gambler
[00:00.00]时代音乐网 www.78497.com [00:06.89]When she had twenty years [00:10.18]She turned to her mother [00:13.42]Saying Mother I know that you'll grieve [00:20.18]But I've given my soul to St John the gambler [00:26.88]Tomorrow comes time to leave [00:33.38]For the hills cannot hold back [00:36.65]My sorrow forever [00:40.19]And dead men lay deep 'round the door [00:46.70]The only salvation thats mine for the asking [00:53.41]So mother think on me no more [01:00.15]Winter held high round the mountains breast [01:06.35]And the cold of a thousand snows [01:13.31]Lay heaped upon the forests leaf [01:19.68]But she dressed in calico [01:26.56]For a gambler likes his women fancy [01:33.74]Fancy she would be [01:39.64]And the fire of her longing [01:42.89]Would keep way the cold [01:46.36]And her dress was a sight to see [01:53.01]But the road was long beneath the feet [01:59.62]She followed her frozen breath [02:06.27]In search of a certain St John the gambler [02:13.00]Stumbling to her death [02:19.66]She heard his laughter [02:22.72]Right down from the mountains [02:26.19]And danced with her mothers tears [02:32.78]To a funeral drawn a calico [02:39.44]'Neath the cross of twenty years [02:46.03]To a funeral drawn a calico [02:52.52]'Neath the cross of twenty years
St. John and the GamblerLRC滚动歌词
[00:00.00]时代音乐网 www.78497.com[00:06.89]When she had twenty years
[00:10.18]She turned to her mother
[00:13.42]Saying Mother I know that you'll grieve
[00:20.18]But I've given my soul to St John the gambler
[00:26.88]Tomorrow comes time to leave
[00:33.38]For the hills cannot hold back
[00:36.65]My sorrow forever
[00:40.19]And dead men lay deep 'round the door
[00:46.70]The only salvation thats mine for the asking
[00:53.41]So mother think on me no more
[01:00.15]Winter held high round the mountains breast
[01:06.35]And the cold of a thousand snows
[01:13.31]Lay heaped upon the forests leaf
[01:19.68]But she dressed in calico
[01:26.56]For a gambler likes his women fancy
[01:33.74]Fancy she would be
[01:39.64]And the fire of her longing
[01:42.89]Would keep way the cold
[01:46.36]And her dress was a sight to see
[01:53.01]But the road was long beneath the feet
[01:59.62]She followed her frozen breath
[02:06.27]In search of a certain St John the gambler
[02:13.00]Stumbling to her death
[02:19.66]She heard his laughter
[02:22.72]Right down from the mountains
[02:26.19]And danced with her mothers tears
[02:32.78]To a funeral drawn a calico
[02:39.44]'Neath the cross of twenty years
[02:46.03]To a funeral drawn a calico
[02:52.52]'Neath the cross of twenty years