歌曲 | Voodoo Cowboy |
歌手 | The Cat Empire |
专辑 | So Many Nights |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Angus | |
His mother was a snake | |
His father was a scarecrow | |
Born in the desert with his hat on his head | |
Never missed a shot, sharp as a pharaoh | |
Tequila in the sunrise, the desert was his bed | |
Now he could dance the barn dance | |
Like nobody before him | |
But no woman would take him' | |
Cause his eyes were rather strange | |
In them you could see the emptiness of the desert | |
Yellow like a scarecrow | |
Black like a snake | |
He was a voodoo cowboy | |
And he had never found a girl to call his own | |
On and on and on that lonely cowboy | |
But a cowboy's never really | |
Cowboy's never really alone, really alone | |
He had a horse whose name was | |
PlentyAnd they saw things no man or beast should ever seen | |
Out in the redness, out in the empty | |
Where ghosts and spirits walk around like you and me | |
He met a girl called | |
AnnabelleAnd she was just the prettiest thing he'd ever seen | |
Under a lake at the edge of the world | |
He met a girl, walking through the edges of his dreams | |
Because you see, he was a voodoo cowboy | |
And he was following a psychedelic stream | |
On and on and on, that lonely cowboy | |
But a cowboy's never really | |
Cowboy's never really deceived, really deceived | |
So they rode down under the water | |
And the sunset made a fire above his head | |
In search of warmth, in search of love | |
In search of | |
Heaven above | |
But all he felt was cold and all he touched was wet | |
But he could see her down a little bit deeper | |
And all he wanted was to hold her to his chest | |
So he reached out and she reached out | |
And he touched her and she drew him in | |
And kissed him as he breathed his final breath | |
Because you see, he was a voodoo cowboy | |
And he had finally found a girl to call his own | |
On and on and on, lucky lucky cowboy | |
Because cowboy's almost always | |
Cowboy's almost always die alone, die alone | |
They die alone, they die alone |
zuo qu : Angus | |
His mother was a snake | |
His father was a scarecrow | |
Born in the desert with his hat on his head | |
Never missed a shot, sharp as a pharaoh | |
Tequila in the sunrise, the desert was his bed | |
Now he could dance the barn dance | |
Like nobody before him | |
But no woman would take him' | |
Cause his eyes were rather strange | |
In them you could see the emptiness of the desert | |
Yellow like a scarecrow | |
Black like a snake | |
He was a voodoo cowboy | |
And he had never found a girl to call his own | |
On and on and on that lonely cowboy | |
But a cowboy' s never really | |
Cowboy' s never really alone, really alone | |
He had a horse whose name was | |
PlentyAnd they saw things no man or beast should ever seen | |
Out in the redness, out in the empty | |
Where ghosts and spirits walk around like you and me | |
He met a girl called | |
AnnabelleAnd she was just the prettiest thing he' d ever seen | |
Under a lake at the edge of the world | |
He met a girl, walking through the edges of his dreams | |
Because you see, he was a voodoo cowboy | |
And he was following a psychedelic stream | |
On and on and on, that lonely cowboy | |
But a cowboy' s never really | |
Cowboy' s never really deceived, really deceived | |
So they rode down under the water | |
And the sunset made a fire above his head | |
In search of warmth, in search of love | |
In search of | |
Heaven above | |
But all he felt was cold and all he touched was wet | |
But he could see her down a little bit deeper | |
And all he wanted was to hold her to his chest | |
So he reached out and she reached out | |
And he touched her and she drew him in | |
And kissed him as he breathed his final breath | |
Because you see, he was a voodoo cowboy | |
And he had finally found a girl to call his own | |
On and on and on, lucky lucky cowboy | |
Because cowboy' s almost always | |
Cowboy' s almost always die alone, die alone | |
They die alone, they die alone |
zuò qǔ : Angus | |
His mother was a snake | |
His father was a scarecrow | |
Born in the desert with his hat on his head | |
Never missed a shot, sharp as a pharaoh | |
Tequila in the sunrise, the desert was his bed | |
Now he could dance the barn dance | |
Like nobody before him | |
But no woman would take him' | |
Cause his eyes were rather strange | |
In them you could see the emptiness of the desert | |
Yellow like a scarecrow | |
Black like a snake | |
He was a voodoo cowboy | |
And he had never found a girl to call his own | |
On and on and on that lonely cowboy | |
But a cowboy' s never really | |
Cowboy' s never really alone, really alone | |
He had a horse whose name was | |
PlentyAnd they saw things no man or beast should ever seen | |
Out in the redness, out in the empty | |
Where ghosts and spirits walk around like you and me | |
He met a girl called | |
AnnabelleAnd she was just the prettiest thing he' d ever seen | |
Under a lake at the edge of the world | |
He met a girl, walking through the edges of his dreams | |
Because you see, he was a voodoo cowboy | |
And he was following a psychedelic stream | |
On and on and on, that lonely cowboy | |
But a cowboy' s never really | |
Cowboy' s never really deceived, really deceived | |
So they rode down under the water | |
And the sunset made a fire above his head | |
In search of warmth, in search of love | |
In search of | |
Heaven above | |
But all he felt was cold and all he touched was wet | |
But he could see her down a little bit deeper | |
And all he wanted was to hold her to his chest | |
So he reached out and she reached out | |
And he touched her and she drew him in | |
And kissed him as he breathed his final breath | |
Because you see, he was a voodoo cowboy | |
And he had finally found a girl to call his own | |
On and on and on, lucky lucky cowboy | |
Because cowboy' s almost always | |
Cowboy' s almost always die alone, die alone | |
They die alone, they die alone |