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Jason Isbell
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New South Wales
Here we sit. 'Cross the table from each other Thousand miles from both our mothers Barely old enough to rust
Here we sit. Tending both our hearts, our anchor, Taking candy from these strangers Amidst the diesel and the dust
And here we sit. Singing words nobody taught us Drinking fire and spitting sawdust Trying to teach ourselves to breathe
We have a gift. And every chorus brings us closer Every flier and every poster Gives a piece of what we need
And the sand that they call Cocaine Costs you twice as much as gold Be better off to drink your coffee black.
But I swear the land it listened To the stories that we told God bless the busted boat that brings us back.
更多更詳盡歌詞 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔鏡歌詞網 Morning's rough Don't give a damn about the Mission Has no aesthetic or tradition Only lessons never learned And I'd had enough.
or more Pardon holds no trace of sorrow For the bitter and the burn
And the piss they call Tequila Even Waylon wouldn't drink Well I'd rather sip this Listerine I packed But I swear we've never seen A better place to sit and think. God bless the busted ship that brings us back.
And the sand that they call Cocaine Costs you twice as much as gold Be better off to drink your coffee black.
But I swear the land it listened To the stories that we told God bless the busted boat that brings us back. God bless the busted boat that brings us back.
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