Haunted River 歌词

	作词 : Setzer
	With that he cold New England wind
	Blowin' through my hair
	As my blood and whisky
	run through me as one
	didn't anybody hear her silent scream
	didn't anybody see his twisted grin
	All the neighbours wept and cried
	By her shallow grave
	and her momma prayed the lord her soul to take
	and her daddy stood alone he swore revenge
	and the haunted river flowed with blood again
	Late one night he crossed
	The river by himself
	The waters surged to reach for him through the night
	And the storm raged on and on
	on and on and on and on
	Everybody wondered what ever happened to
	The old reverend Brown who preaches Sunday mess
	and the sea turned calm and blue
	by the oceans door
	and the haunted river flowed with blood no more

	zuo ci : Setzer
	With that he cold New England wind
	Blowin' through my hair
	As my blood and whisky
	run through me as one
	didn' t anybody hear her silent scream
	didn' t anybody see his twisted grin
	All the neighbours wept and cried
	By her shallow grave
	and her momma prayed the lord her soul to take
	and her daddy stood alone he swore revenge
	and the haunted river flowed with blood again
	Late one night he crossed
	The river by himself
	The waters surged to reach for him through the night
	And the storm raged on and on
	on and on and on and on
	Everybody wondered what ever happened to
	The old reverend Brown who preaches Sunday mess
	and the sea turned calm and blue
	by the oceans door
	and the haunted river flowed with blood no more

	zuò cí : Setzer
	With that he cold New England wind
	Blowin' through my hair
	As my blood and whisky
	run through me as one
	didn' t anybody hear her silent scream
	didn' t anybody see his twisted grin
	All the neighbours wept and cried
	By her shallow grave
	and her momma prayed the lord her soul to take
	and her daddy stood alone he swore revenge
	and the haunted river flowed with blood again
	Late one night he crossed
	The river by himself
	The waters surged to reach for him through the night
	And the storm raged on and on
	on and on and on and on
	Everybody wondered what ever happened to
	The old reverend Brown who preaches Sunday mess
	and the sea turned calm and blue
	by the oceans door
	and the haunted river flowed with blood no more

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