Rock Salt And Nails 歌词

On the banks of the river Where the willow hangs down On the wild washing waters Low mourning sound Down in the hollow Where the water runs cold It was there I first listened To the lies that you told Now I lie on my bed And I see your sweet face The past I remember Time can’t erase The letter you wrote me Was written in shame And I know that your conscience Still echoes my name Now the nights are so alone And my sorrow runs deep And nothing is worse for you and me One more night without sleep I woke up alone I take a look at my sky Too empty to sing Too lonely to cry If you ladies were blackbirds And you ladies were thrushes I’d lie there for hours In them cold chilly marshes But if ladies were squirrels With them high bushy tails I’d fill up my shotgun With rock, salt and nails If you ladies were squirrels With them high bushy tails I would load up my shotgun With rock, salt and nails If you ladies were squirrels With high bushy tails I’d fill up my shotgun With rock, salt and nails I’d fill up my shotgun With rock, salt and nails Fill up my shotgun With rock, salt and nails