《La Grande》歌词

歌曲： La Grande

所属专辑：La Grande

歌手： Laura Gibson

时长： 03:50

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La Grande - Laura Gibson[00:00:00]

When the moon carves a trail[00:00:09]

Down the pine bearded hills[00:00:12]

And a ghost wind hollers to the early morn[00:00:14]

And the starlings return to[00:00:19]

The old sugar mill[00:00:21]

Stealing their corn from the grower's field[00:00:24]

Oh I'll be no more[00:00:29]

When we've covered our hands[00:00:38]

In the bone white clay[00:00:40]

And we've shaken the dust[00:00:43]

From every boot and spur[00:00:45]

We have counted our days[00:00:48]

In planks and rails[00:00:50]

We have kept our spirits[00:00:52]

In the dancing halls[00:00:55]

Oh I'll be no more[00:00:57]

When a cold corner stage in[00:01:17]

The back of the room[00:01:19]

Holds a house band carrying an orphan tune[00:01:22]

I would swing I would sway [00:01:26]

I would pull my hips[00:01:29]

To the sad chorus playing on the overheads[00:01:31]

Oh I'll be no more[00:01:36]

Oh I'll be no more[00:01:46]

Still to this day[00:01:56]

I can hear the whistle blow[00:01:58]

I can smell the sage burn[00:02:01]

I may be as old and stubborn as a pine[00:02:04]

But I am just as wild as the young[00:02:09]

When a ribbon is curved round[00:02:45]

The blue shadowed hills[00:02:48]

And the hot steel is humming[00:02:50]

Down the Union Line[00:02:53]

Whip thin hickory black tap tapping[00:02:55]

Our sad faced chatter into rhythm and rhyme[00:03:00]

Oh I'll be no more[00:03:05]

Oh I'll be no more[00:03:14]