Текст песни NICK CAVE AND THE BAD SEEDS - Black Crow King
NICK CAVE AND THE BAD SEEDS - Black Crow King слова песни
Текст песни NICK CAVE AND THE BAD SEEDS - Black Crow King
Mmmmm Mmmmm MmmmmI am the black crow kingMmmmm Mmmmm MmmmmI am the black crow kingKeeper of the nodding cornBam! Bam! Bam! Bam!All the hammers are a-talking( )All the nails are a-singingSo sweet and lowYou can hear it in the valleyWhere live the lame and the blindThey climb the hill out of its bellyThey leave with mean black boots on";I just made a simple gestureThey jumped up and nailed it to my shadowMy gesture was a hookerYou know, my shadow's made of timber.";And the storm is a-rollingAnd the storm is a-rollingAll down on meAnd I'm still here rolling after everybody's goneAnd I'm still here rolling after everybody's goneAh'm still here rolling and I'm left on my ownThe blackbirds have all gone!Everyone's rolled on!I am the black crow kingKeeper of the trodden cornI am the kingWon't say it againAnd the rain, it raineth dailyLordAnd wash away my clothesI surrender up my armsTo a company of crowsI am the black crow kingI won't say it againAnd all the thorns are a-crowningKing ruby on each spineAnd the spears are a-sailingO my o myAnd the storm is a-rollingAnd the storm is a-rollingAll down on meAnd I'm still here rolling after everybody's goneAnd I'm still here rolling after everybody's goneI'm still here rolling and left on my ownThose blackbirds they have all flown andI am on my ownI am the black crow kingKeeper of the forgotten cornThe King! The King!I'm the king of nuthin' at allThe hammers are a-talkingThe nails are a-singingThe thorns are a-crowning himThe spears are a-sailing