Paroles de la chanson Ship Of Gold par Clutch
Auteurs: Natalie Maines,Evan Sult,Jean Paul Gaster,Neil Fallon
Editeurs: Sony Atv Music Publishing France,Sony Atv Tunes Llc,Freon Justice Music
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Paroles de la chanson Ship Of Gold par Clutch
Tin shacks and catfish bones
Been about all I've ever known
The Junebugs rattle and roll
Around the old maypole
Thunder and lightning
Oh, see the catfish are biting
I took a riverboat downstream
I think you know what I mean
The chicken hawks, they are gathering
Above my head, they are circling
Old friends coming out visiting
Say, "Hi" and talk about collecting
Stray dogs won't come near me
Was blind, now I see clearly
Believe I'm fixing to die
When you're living in the country it's, "Why, oh why?"
Been about all I've ever known
The Junebugs rattle and roll
Around the old maypole
Thunder and lightning
Oh, see the catfish are biting
I took a riverboat downstream
I think you know what I mean
The chicken hawks, they are gathering
Above my head, they are circling
Old friends coming out visiting
Say, "Hi" and talk about collecting
Stray dogs won't come near me
Was blind, now I see clearly
Believe I'm fixing to die
When you're living in the country it's, "Why, oh why?"
Oh, I'm sorry that I left my home
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, I'm sorry that I left my home
Oh, oh, oh
Look over yonder there
On the farther shore
On the farther shore
Look over yonder there
I see a ship of gold
I see a ship of gold
Beyond that mountain there
I see a city on the hill
Its gates are open wide
I hear the ringing bells
Look over yonder there
On toward the burying ground
Poor boy is all afire
Poor boy is dead and gone
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, I'm sorry that I left my home
Oh, oh, oh
Look over yonder there
On the farther shore
On the farther shore
Look over yonder there
I see a ship of gold
I see a ship of gold
Beyond that mountain there
I see a city on the hill
Its gates are open wide
I hear the ringing bells
Look over yonder there
On toward the burying ground
Poor boy is all afire
Poor boy is dead and gone
Poor boy is dead and gone
One of these days the ship of gold
Will carry me to my reward
Out of this world it will take me
To hear the horns of Jubilee
Pig fat and old pork rinds
Ain't enough to keep a man alive
The bullfrog sleeps all day
Come night, he has his say
Believe I'm fixing to die
Believe I'll take my rest
Believe I'm fixing to die
Believe I'll take my rest
Oh, I'm sorry that I left my home
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, I'm sorry that I left my home
Oh, oh, oh
One of these days the ship of gold
Will carry me to my reward
Out of this world it will take me
To hear the horns of Jubilee
Pig fat and old pork rinds
Ain't enough to keep a man alive
The bullfrog sleeps all day
Come night, he has his say
Believe I'm fixing to die
Believe I'll take my rest
Believe I'm fixing to die
Believe I'll take my rest
Oh, I'm sorry that I left my home
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, I'm sorry that I left my home
Oh, oh, oh
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