Тексты песен «Bruce Cockburn»
Bruce Cockburn - Mama Just Wants To Barrelhouse All Night Long
I was up the road on easy street Watching everybody stand around and cheat A man comes up and says, "Move along Down to the corner where you belong" But mama just wants to barrelhouse all night long I hear the city...
Bruce Cockburn - Mango
She's got a mango in the garden - sweet as can be She's got a mango in the garden - full of mystery She's got a mango in the garden - from the original tree She's got a mango in the garden - shares it with me Humid...
Bruce Cockburn - Mary Had A Baby
Mary had a baby (My Lord) Mary had a baby (Oh My Lord) Mary had a baby (My Lord) The people keep coming but the train has gone Where did she lay him (My Lord) Where did she lay him (Oh My Lord) Where did she lay him...
Bruce Cockburn - Maybe The Poet
Maybe the poet is gay But he'll be heard anyway Maybe the poet is drugged But he won't stay under the rug Maybe the voice of the spirit In which case you'd better hear it Maybe he's a woman Who can touch you...
Bruce Cockburn - Messenger Wind
In a horse-powered sleigh at the top of the town sun coming up paints the snow all around with rose light In front of the house where Im supposed to be born I dont think Im ready to walk through that door just yet...
Bruce Cockburn - Mighty Trucks Of Midnight
Used to have a town but the factory moved away Down to Mexico where they work for hardly any pay Used to have a country but they sold it down the river Like a repossessed farm auctioned off to the highest bidder...
Bruce Cockburn - More Not More
I don't mean to cling to you my friends It's just I hate the day to have to end Never enough time to spend I haven't done enough for this to be the end There must be more... more... More songs more warmth More...
Bruce Cockburn - Musical Friends
Musical friends are keeping me happy They know what I need Now I can sleep on anyone's floor without Feeling cold Inside or outside me The closer we get the easier life be - Comes for each of us We can sing...
Bruce Cockburn - My Beat
Past the derelict mattress and the overgrown pavement over the tracks and through the hole in the fence Past graffiti-bright buildings and the junkyard alarm bell and the screaming police cars and it's all...
Bruce Cockburn - My Lady And My Lord
Up above my shoulder the ragged rooftops rise Casting shadows over streets they seem to despise Come on, come on, wind and rain I know the sun will shine again Till then my lady and my Lord will keep me sane I went...
Bruce Cockburn - Mystery
You can't tell me there is no mystery Mystery Mystery You can't tell me there is no mystery It's everywhere I turn Moon over junk yard where the snow lies bright Snow lies bright Snow lies bright Moon over junk...
Bruce Cockburn - Nanzen Ji
Nanzen Ji Cooling wind Mind swept clean like arctic sand White stone lake Crystal clear I walk on the voices of nightingales Pine-framed space Tiger leaps Emerald tea reflects the...
Bruce Cockburn - Never So Free
Wind across the quay-side Grit in my eyes and fish in my nose White as whalebone, wheeling seagulls cry Outside the bar in the high street Blind fingers spin an accordion reel Shoes and sedan wheels grudgingly keeping...
Bruce Cockburn - Nicaragua
Breakfast woodsmoke on the breeze -- On the cliff the U.S. Embassy Frowns out over Managua like Dracula's tower The kid who guards Fonseca's tomb Cradles a beat-up submachine gun -- At age fifteen he's a veteran of...
Bruce Cockburn - Night Train
Not a knife throw from here you can hear the night train passing That's the sound somebody makes when they're getting away Leaving next week's hanging jury far behind them Prisoner only of the choices they have made...
Bruce Cockburn - No Footprints
Mist hangs above hills Above mist hangs stone face of mountain Above mountain face hangs a net of sky -- Crack! there are wings and they rip the net! And the dance flows on Everything flows toward the rim of that...
Bruce Cockburn - Northern Lights
Sunday night and it's half past nine Sunday night and it's half past nine Sunday night and it's half past nine I'm leaving one more town behind Mirrors are showing the day's last glow Mirrors are showing the day's...
Bruce Cockburn - O Little Town Of Bethlehem
O little town of Bethlehem How still we see thee lie Above thy deep and dreamless sleep The silent stars go by Yet in thy dark streets shineth The everlasting light The hopes and fears of all the years Are met in thee...
Bruce Cockburn - One Day I Walk
Oh I have been a beggar And shall be one again And few the ones with help to lend Within the world of men One day I walk in flowers one day I walk on stones Today I walk in hours One day I shall be home I have...
Bruce Cockburn - Open
I never lived with balance I always wake up nervous Light comes at me sideways I hold my breath forever I never lived with balance Though Ive always liked the notion I feel an endless hunger For energy and...