Текст песни Tom Waits - Ill Be Gone
Tom Waits - Ill Be Gone слова песни
Written by tom waits and kathleen brennanTonight Ill shave the mountainIll cut the hearts from pharoahsI pull the road off of the riseTear the memories from my eyesAnd in the morning Ill be goneI drink 1000 shipwrecksTonight Ill steal your paychecksI paint the sheets across my bedThe birds will all fly from my headAnd in the morning Ill be goneTake every dream thats breathingFind every boot thats leavingShoot all the lights in the cafeAnd in the morning Ill be goneI bet 1000 dollarsI have a french companionI tie myself below the deckI pull the rope around my neckAnd in the morning Ill be goneIt takes a life to win herThere is a drum of bourbon800 pounds of nitroHis boots are thunder as he playsTheree is a stone inside itTonight his bones will ride itIll need a tent to hide itAnd in the morning Ill be goneAnd in the morning Ill be goneAnd in the morning Ill be gone