Gypsy Biker歌詞
- 歌手:Bruce Springsteen
歌詞出處: http://www.jsnjstjx.cn
Bruce Springsteen - Gypsy Biker
Lyrics by Kevin Boul @ LK歌詞組 Rock分隊
The speculators made their money on the you shed
Your momma's pulled the sheets up off your bed
Profiteers on Jhames Street sold your shoes and clothes
Ain't nobody talkin' because everybody knows
We pulled your cycle up back the garage and polished up the chrome*
Our gypsy biker coming home
Sister Mary sits with your colors, but Johnny's drunk and gone
This old town's been rousted, which side you on?
They would march up over the hill, this old fools parade
Shouting victory for the righteous for you must hear the grace
Ain't nobody talkin', but just waiting on the phone
Gypsy biker coming home
Whoa!
We rode into the foothills, Bobby brought the gasoline
We stood around the circle as she lit up the ravine
The spring hot desert wind rushed down on us all the way back home
To the dead, well it don't matter much 'bout who's wrong or right
You asked me that question, I didn't get it right
You slipped into your darkness, now all that remains
Is my love for you brother, life's still unchanged
To him that threw you away, you ain't nothing but gone
My gypsy biker's coming home
And now I'm out countin' white lines
Countin' white lines and getting stoned
My gypsy biker's coming home
Whoa!
Lrc by Kevin Boul from LK Lyrics Group
- [ti:Gypsy Biker]
[ar:Bruce Springsteen]
[al:Magic]
[by:LK歌詞組kevinboul]
[00:-2.00]Bruce Springsteen - Gypsy Biker
[00:-1.00]
[00:00.00]Lyrics by Kevin Boul @ LK歌詞組 Rock分隊
[00:15.00]
[00:15.19]The speculators made their money on the you shed
[00:23.11]Your momma's pulled the sheets up off your bed
[00:30.83]Profiteers on Jhames Street sold your shoes and clothes
[00:38.37]Ain't nobody talkin' because everybody knows
[00:45.70]We pulled your cycle up back the garage and polished up the chrome*
[00:53.39]Our gypsy biker coming home
[00:57.75]
[01:00.38]Sister Mary sits with your colors, but Johnny's drunk and gone
[01:08.51]This old town's been rousted, which side you on?
[01:15.80]They would march up over the hill, this old fools parade
[01:23.14]Shouting victory for the righteous for you must hear the grace
[01:31.26]Ain't nobody talkin', but just waiting on the phone
[01:38.66]Gypsy biker coming home
[01:43.05]
[01:45.75]Whoa!
[01:46.34]
[02:16.40]We rode into the foothills, Bobby brought the gasoline
[02:23.40]We stood around the circle as she lit up the ravine
[02:32.14]The spring hot desert wind rushed down on us all the way back home
[02:38.04]
[02:46.31]To the dead, well it don't matter much 'bout who's wrong or right
[02:54.34]You asked me that question, I didn't get it right
[03:01.61]You slipped into your darkness, now all that remains
[03:09.28]Is my love for you brother, life's still unchanged
[03:17.23]To him that threw you away, you ain't nothing but gone
[03:24.27]My gypsy biker's coming home
[03:28.81]
[03:32.00]And now I'm out countin' white lines
[03:35.34]Countin' white lines and getting stoned
[03:39.28]My gypsy biker's coming home
[03:44.09]
[03:46.45]Whoa!
[03:46.96]
[03:47.41]Lrc by Kevin Boul from LK Lyrics Group
[04:31.21]
