Luther Lane 歌词
| 歌曲 | Luther Lane |
| 歌手 | Cherry Poppin' Daddies |
| 专辑 | Kids on the Street |
| 下载 | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Perry | |
| Buried in a field of crosses the ghost of an | |
| American son | |
| Seventeen at | |
| Vicksburg when he heard the thunder of the gunsand his friends were all there with him when they laid himbeneath the frost the preacher said | |
| The brotherhood of battle is always greater than the cause | |
| Nightmare of blastin' light ashes in the wind | |
| I couldn't find him to say good-bye he was my only friend | |
| All the kinfolk met the train that carried | |
| Luther Lane | |
| I had a few in his name | |
| I got good and drunk for | |
| Luther Lane | |
| Six white horses pulled the carriagethe band played | |
| Nearer My | |
| God to Thee | |
| And all the children were starin', | |
| Luther, at the missin' part of me | |
| I got an all a sudden taste for whiskey as | |
| I was cold and it was gettin'late | |
| I know I shouldn't a done it but | |
| I nicked a buck off the collectionplate | |
| Gendarme he grabbed my arm and dragged me off to jail | |
| I'm sittin' here, one-legged, | |
| LutherI know you woulda posted bail. | |
| All the kinfolk met the train that carried | |
| Luther Lane | |
| I had a few in his name | |
| You sure did make it tough for | |
| Job and me, my | |
| LordTwo bodies fell as one casualty of war | |
| I shoulda gone down under the ground with all the corps | |
| When you've survived enough it's not enough for some | |
| Lord I know | |
| All the kinfolk met the train that carried | |
| Luther Lane | |
| I had a few in his name | |
| I got good and drunk for old | |
| Luther Lane | |
| For old Luther | |
| LaneFor old | |
| Luther Lane | |
| For old Luther | |
| Lane |
| zuo ci : Perry | |
| Buried in a field of crosses the ghost of an | |
| American son | |
| Seventeen at | |
| Vicksburg when he heard the thunder of the gunsand his friends were all there with him when they laid himbeneath the frost the preacher said | |
| The brotherhood of battle is always greater than the cause | |
| Nightmare of blastin' light ashes in the wind | |
| I couldn' t find him to say goodbye he was my only friend | |
| All the kinfolk met the train that carried | |
| Luther Lane | |
| I had a few in his name | |
| I got good and drunk for | |
| Luther Lane | |
| Six white horses pulled the carriagethe band played | |
| Nearer My | |
| God to Thee | |
| And all the children were starin', | |
| Luther, at the missin' part of me | |
| I got an all a sudden taste for whiskey as | |
| I was cold and it was gettin' late | |
| I know I shouldn' t a done it but | |
| I nicked a buck off the collectionplate | |
| Gendarme he grabbed my arm and dragged me off to jail | |
| I' m sittin' here, onelegged, | |
| LutherI know you woulda posted bail. | |
| All the kinfolk met the train that carried | |
| Luther Lane | |
| I had a few in his name | |
| You sure did make it tough for | |
| Job and me, my | |
| LordTwo bodies fell as one casualty of war | |
| I shoulda gone down under the ground with all the corps | |
| When you' ve survived enough it' s not enough for some | |
| Lord I know | |
| All the kinfolk met the train that carried | |
| Luther Lane | |
| I had a few in his name | |
| I got good and drunk for old | |
| Luther Lane | |
| For old Luther | |
| LaneFor old | |
| Luther Lane | |
| For old Luther | |
| Lane |
| zuò cí : Perry | |
| Buried in a field of crosses the ghost of an | |
| American son | |
| Seventeen at | |
| Vicksburg when he heard the thunder of the gunsand his friends were all there with him when they laid himbeneath the frost the preacher said | |
| The brotherhood of battle is always greater than the cause | |
| Nightmare of blastin' light ashes in the wind | |
| I couldn' t find him to say goodbye he was my only friend | |
| All the kinfolk met the train that carried | |
| Luther Lane | |
| I had a few in his name | |
| I got good and drunk for | |
| Luther Lane | |
| Six white horses pulled the carriagethe band played | |
| Nearer My | |
| God to Thee | |
| And all the children were starin', | |
| Luther, at the missin' part of me | |
| I got an all a sudden taste for whiskey as | |
| I was cold and it was gettin' late | |
| I know I shouldn' t a done it but | |
| I nicked a buck off the collectionplate | |
| Gendarme he grabbed my arm and dragged me off to jail | |
| I' m sittin' here, onelegged, | |
| LutherI know you woulda posted bail. | |
| All the kinfolk met the train that carried | |
| Luther Lane | |
| I had a few in his name | |
| You sure did make it tough for | |
| Job and me, my | |
| LordTwo bodies fell as one casualty of war | |
| I shoulda gone down under the ground with all the corps | |
| When you' ve survived enough it' s not enough for some | |
| Lord I know | |
| All the kinfolk met the train that carried | |
| Luther Lane | |
| I had a few in his name | |
| I got good and drunk for old | |
| Luther Lane | |
| For old Luther | |
| LaneFor old | |
| Luther Lane | |
| For old Luther | |
| Lane |
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