歌曲 | Rehearsals for Departure |
歌手 | Damien Jurado |
专辑 | Rehearsals for Departure |
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作词 : Jurado | |
I'll come down tomorrow morning | |
And meet you at our new location | |
In front of City Bookstore | |
Across the street from the railway station | |
She tells me how her night was spent | |
Nursing coffee and cigarettes | |
You waited til your husband left | |
To pack your things and off you went | |
He wouldn't notice that you'd left | |
Til morning when the drink wore off | |
He stayed out all night with his friends | |
Never to return again | |
In front of City Bookstore | |
Across the street from the railway station | |
You show up with your suitcase | |
Ten dollars and a sad expression | |
She tells me that it's all over now | |
She's done her time and now she's out | |
From the prison that she calls a house | |
Where she stayed put while he went out | |
She left him a note taped to the door | |
Saying, "Babe I won't be back no more | |
I can't find reasons for me to stay | |
Married to you and your cheating ways." | |
Walked her out to the train | |
Couldn't hide my pain | |
Or these tears that flow | |
From my eyes like rain | |
That September morning, 1959 |
zuo ci : Jurado | |
I' ll come down tomorrow morning | |
And meet you at our new location | |
In front of City Bookstore | |
Across the street from the railway station | |
She tells me how her night was spent | |
Nursing coffee and cigarettes | |
You waited til your husband left | |
To pack your things and off you went | |
He wouldn' t notice that you' d left | |
Til morning when the drink wore off | |
He stayed out all night with his friends | |
Never to return again | |
In front of City Bookstore | |
Across the street from the railway station | |
You show up with your suitcase | |
Ten dollars and a sad expression | |
She tells me that it' s all over now | |
She' s done her time and now she' s out | |
From the prison that she calls a house | |
Where she stayed put while he went out | |
She left him a note taped to the door | |
Saying, " Babe I won' t be back no more | |
I can' t find reasons for me to stay | |
Married to you and your cheating ways." | |
Walked her out to the train | |
Couldn' t hide my pain | |
Or these tears that flow | |
From my eyes like rain | |
That September morning, 1959 |
zuò cí : Jurado | |
I' ll come down tomorrow morning | |
And meet you at our new location | |
In front of City Bookstore | |
Across the street from the railway station | |
She tells me how her night was spent | |
Nursing coffee and cigarettes | |
You waited til your husband left | |
To pack your things and off you went | |
He wouldn' t notice that you' d left | |
Til morning when the drink wore off | |
He stayed out all night with his friends | |
Never to return again | |
In front of City Bookstore | |
Across the street from the railway station | |
You show up with your suitcase | |
Ten dollars and a sad expression | |
She tells me that it' s all over now | |
She' s done her time and now she' s out | |
From the prison that she calls a house | |
Where she stayed put while he went out | |
She left him a note taped to the door | |
Saying, " Babe I won' t be back no more | |
I can' t find reasons for me to stay | |
Married to you and your cheating ways." | |
Walked her out to the train | |
Couldn' t hide my pain | |
Or these tears that flow | |
From my eyes like rain | |
That September morning, 1959 |