Текст песни Tom Waits - Cold Cold Ground
Tom Waits - Cold Cold Ground слова песни
Crest fallen sidekick in an old cafenever slept with a dream before he had to go awaythere`s a bell in the towerUncle Ray bought a rounddon`t worry about the armyin the cold cold groundnow don`t be a cry babywhen there`s wood in the shedthere`s a bird in the chimmneyand a stone in my bedwhen the road`s washed out they pass the bottle aroundand wait in the arms of the cold cold groundcold cold groundthere`s a ribbon in the willowand a tire swing ropeand a briar patch of berriestakin over the slopethe cat`ll sleep in the mailboxand we`ll never go to towntil we bury every dream inthe cold cold groundcold cold groundgimme a Winchester rifle and a whole box of shellsblow the roof off the goat barnlet it roll down the hillthe piano is firewoodtimes square is a dreamI find we`ll lay down together in the cold cold groundcold cold groundcold cold groundcall the cops on the Breedlovesbring a bible and a ropeand a whole box of rebeland a bar of soapmake a pile of trunk tiresand burn `em all downbring a dollar with you babyin the cold cold groundcold cold groundtake a weathervane roosterthrow rocks at his headstop talking to the neighborstil we all go deadbeware of my temperand the dog that I`ve foundbreak all the windows in the cold cold groundcold cold ground