Тексты песен «Neko Case»

he takes his dinner in the bath love sickened and infirmed the orderly found him there fileted on the marble stairs hat still in hand his smoking remains blown out by a kiss from the sunday scene sunday soon sunday soon...

Poor Ellen Smith, how was she found Shot through the heart lying cold on the ground Her body was mangled, and all cast around A blood marks the spot where poor Ellen was found They picked up her body, and carried it...

So far away Curses wild upon you Hungry and gaining Porchlight burns so far away Miles away Days have gone by and I've barely gone Safe on the road that speeds from your front door I can't turn around 'cause I long to...

Oh pretty girls, you're too good for this How you break my heart in this cold waiting room Oh pretty girls, you're too good for this Don't let them tell you you're nothing Don't let them break your hearts too The TV is...

Where am I tonight? La, da, da My hotel room won't remember me And this dream will die, die by morning And this dream will not remember me Awakened by a droning voice I love your long shadows and your gunpowder eyes Is...

Well if you've been a married woman and things didn't seem to work out Well Divorce is the key to bein' loose and free but you're gonna be talked about Everybody knows that you've loved once, and they think you'll love...

There's a smell here that stands my hairs on end Dog hair in the heater, gas pumps and cedar And jackknifes on the nine and seabirds choked on fishing line Clouds say hush but the chainsaws mush on to Custer and...

Are you sure you got the right number Is it me you wanna talk to tonight Everyone in town's got your number Everybody's got you pegged right Is that why you got in touch with me Oh, guess you must be runnin' out of...

Are you sure you got the right number Is it me you wanna talk to tonight Everyone in town's got your number Everybody's got you pegged right Is that why you got in touch with me Ohhh, guess you must be runnin' out of...

Want to get it all behind me You know everything reminds me I can't be myself without you Want to crawl down deep inside The springs inside the mattress Where I cry my dirty secrets 'Cause I just can't shake this...

You'll come in with the sun in the mornin' Like you've done so often before But you won't find me asleep on the sofa Exhausted from walkin' the floor 'Cause while you were leadin' somebody on, My heart was slippin'...

Dressmaker, dressmaker I'm singing at the hall next Saturday night and he'll be there He's been gone for so long, I want him back again Make me the sweetest dress you can Make it a soulful shade of blue with a ribbon...

South Tacoma Way by Neko Case and her Boyfriends From Furnace Room Lullaby (N.Case/B.Connelly/J.Trueblood/S.Betts) Chords transcribed by Warren Owen ( wozza@altcountrytab.com ) From the AltCountryTab.com website which...

My true love drowned In a dirty old pan of oil That did run from the block Of a Falcon sedan 1969 The paper said '75 There were no survivors None found alive Trees break the sidewalk And the sidewalk skins my knee...

Rain falls, I fix my eyes Let go of the focus and I blur out all the lines Just to remember, remember Crying 'cause it's not my fault Water through my lashes look just like Christmas lights And I still remember,...

Thanks Thanks a lot I got a broken heart That's all I've got You made me cry Now I cried a lot I lost your love baby Thanks a lot You told our friend As I was passin' by That you're not sorry That you made me...

Now that we've met We can only laugh at these regrets Common as a winter cold They're telephone poles They follow each other One after another, after another Now my heart is green as weeds Grown to outlive their season...

Here I am in traffic's slow flow (Where the needle touched down) Carbon planes draw a cage around the air force base (where the needle touched down) My foot on the brake Its OK to fly low Over poor spanaway An eagle...

I hear the tiniest sparks and the tenderest sounds diving music, drowning the sound waltzing with the hairs upon my arms and your fight or flight alarm and you tremble, and you stumble, and you scrape up your palms I...

you were married in the mirrored hall when i was 16 you spoke the words, "i love girls in white leather jackets" that was good enough for love, it was good enough for me i listened in when you thought you were alone...