Тексты песен «Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds»

Written by Neil Young There is a town in north Ontario And I take comfort from memories there And in my mind I still need a place to go All my best changes were there Blue, blue windows behind the stars Yellow moon...

There is a town in North Ontario And I take comfort from memories there And in my mind I still need a place to go All my best changes were there Blue, blue windows behind the stars Yellow moon on the rise Big birds...

There is a town in North Ontario And I take comfort from memories there And in my mind I still need a place to go All my best changes were there Blue, blue windows behind the stars Yellow moon on the rise Big birds...

A traditional version is also available. Get down, get down, little Henry Lee And stay all night with me You won't find a girl in this damn world That will compare with me And the wind did howl and the wind did blow La...

Get down, get down little Henry Lee And stay all night with me You won't find a girl in this damn world That will compare with me And the wind did howl and the wind did blow La la la la la, la la la la lee A little bird...

(feat. PJ Harvey) Get down, get down, little Henry Lee And stay all night with me You won't find a girl in this damn world That will compare with me And the wind did howl and the wind did blow La la la la la La la la...

Get down, get down, little Henry Lee And stay all night with me You won't find a girl in this damn world That will compare with me And the wind did howl and the wind did blow La la la la la La la la la lee A little bird...

Get down, get down, little Henry Lee And stay all night with me You won't find a girl in this damn world That will compare with me And the wind did howl and the wind did blow La la la la la La la la la lee A little bird...

Get down, get down little Henry Lee And stay all night with me You won't find a girl in this damn world That will compare with me And the wind did howl and the wind did blow La la la la la, la la la la lee A little bird...

(W. Roberts) Hey Joe, where you going with that gun in your hand? Hey Joe, where you going with that gun in your hand? I'm gonna shoot my baby, I caught her messin round with another man Hey Joe, I heard you shot your...

(W. Roberts) Hey Joe, where you going with that gun in your hand? Hey Joe, where you going with that gun in your hand? I'm gonna shoot my baby, I caught her messin round with another man Hey Joe, I heard you shot...

Hey Joe Where you goin' with that gun in your hand? Hey Joe Where you goin' with that gun in your hand? Goin' down to shot my old lady You know I caught her mess around with another man Goin' down to shot my old lady...

You went looking for me, dear Down by the sea You found some Iittle silver fish But you didn't find me I was hidin', dear, hidin' all away I was hidin', dear, I was hidin' all away You went to the museum And you...

You went looking for nur, dear, Down by the sea You found some Iittle silver fish But you didn't find me I was hiding, dear, hiding all way I was hiding, dear, hiding all way You went to the museum You climbed a spiral...

Can't remember anything at all Flame trees line the streets Can't remember anything at all But I'm driving my car down to Geneva I've been sitting in my basement patio Aye, it was hot Up above, girls walk past, the...

Worn and gnawn A little hole Just a small hole Letting in a sick wind In small puffs Yo-ho hole Yo-ho hole Through which blow A small sick wind Yo-ho hole Yo-ho-hole Puff puff The sick wind blows...

Worn and gnawn a little hole just a small hole letting in a sick wind in small puffs yo-ho hole yo-ho hole through which blow a small sick wind yo-ho hole yo-ho-hole puff puff the sick wind blows...

I'm so far away from you Pacing up and down my room Does Jesus only love a man who loses? Turn on my radio There's some cat on the saxophone Laying down a litany of excuses The madhouse longing in my baby's eyes She...

I'm so far away from you Pacing up and down my room Does Jesus only love a man who loses? Turn on my radio There's some cat on the saxophone Laying down a litany of excuses The madhouse longing in my baby's eyes She...

Leroy Carr A traditional song which was a likely inspiration for The Train Song. How long, how long, has that evenin' train been gone? How long, how long, baby how long. Heard the whistle blowin', couldn't see the...