Представляем слова песни "Gun Street Girl", чтобы вы лучше узнали творчество артиста Tom Waits . Эта интерпретация слов песни, включает скрытые смыслы и эмоции, вложенные автором. Лирика «Gun Street Girl» — это не просто строчки, а личный прожитый опыт, который Tom Waits передаёт нам, чтобы раскрыть все грани своей личности.
Tom Waits - "Gun Street Girl"
Lyrics to Gun Street Girl : Falling James in the Tahoe mud Stick around to tell us all the tail He fell in love with a Gun Street Girl and Now hes danced in the Birmingham jail. Took a 100 dollars off a slaughterhouse Joe Brought a bran new michigan 20 gauge Got all liquored up on that road house corn, Blew a hole in the hood of a yellow corvette Blew a hole in the hood of a yellow corvette. Brought a second hand Nova from a Cuban Chinese Dyed his hair in the bathroom of Texaco With a pawnshop radio, quarter past 4 Well, he left Waukegan at the slammin of the door He left Waukegan at the slammin of the door Chorus: I said John, John hes long gone Gone to Indiana Aint never coming home I said John, John hes long gone Gone to Indiana, aint never coming home. Sitting in a sycamore in St. Johns Wood Soaking day old bread in kerosene He was blue as a robins egg brown as a hog Stayin out of circulation till the dogs get tire Stayin out of circulation till the dogs get tired Shadow fixed the toilet with an old trombone He never got up in the morning on a Saturday Sittin by the Erie with a bull whipped dog Tellin everyone he saw They went thatta way Tellin everyone he saw They went thatta way. Now the rains like gravel on old tin roof And the Burlinton Northerns pullin out of the world With a head full of bourbon and a dream in the straw. And a Gun Street Girl was the cause of it all. Riding in the shadow by the St. Joe Ridge He heard the click clack tappin of a blind mans cane Pullin into Baker on New Years Eve With one eye on the pistol the other on the door, With one eye on the pistol the other on the door. Miss Charlotte took her satchel down to King Row And the smuggled in a bran new pair of alligator shoes. With her firemans raincoat and her long yellow hair, well They tied her to a tree with a skinny millionaire, They tied her to a tree with a skinny millionaire. Chorus I said John, John hes long gone Gone to Indiana Aint never coming home I said John, John hes long gone Gone to Indiana, aint never coming home. Bangin on a table with an old tin cup Sing Ill never kiss a Gun Street Girl again, Ill never kiss a Gun Street Girl again. Repeat chorus [ Gun Street Girl Lyrics ]
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