Представляем точный текст композиции "Tombstone Blues" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Sheryl Crow . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Tombstone Blues» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Sheryl Crow передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Sheryl Crow - "Tombstone Blues"
Lyrics to Tombstone Blues : The sweet pretty things are in bed now of course The city fathers theyre trying to endorse The reincarnation of Paul Reveres horse But the town has no need to be nervous The ghost of Belle Starr she hands down her wits To Jezebel the nun she violently knits A bald wig for Jack the Ripper who sits At the head of the chamber of commerce [Chorus] Mamas in the factry She aint got no shoes Daddys in the alley Hes lookin for the fuse Im in the streets With the tombstone blues The hysterical bride in the penny arcade Screaming she moans, "Ive just been made" Then sends out for the doctor who pulls down the shade Says, "My advice is to not let the boys in" Now the medicine man comes and he shuffles inside He walks with a swagger and he says to the bride "Stop all this weeping, swallow your pride You will not die, its not poison" Chorus Well, John the Baptist after torturing a thief Looks up at his hero the Commander-in-Chief Saying, "Tell me great hero, but please make it brief Is there a hole for me to get sick in'" The Commander-in-Chief answers him while chasing a fly Saying, "Death to all those who would whimper and cry" And dropping a bar bell he points to the sky Saving, "The suns not yellow its chicken" Chorus The king of the Philistines his soldiers to save Put jawbones on their tombstones and flatters their graves Puts the pied pipers in prison and fattens the slaves Then sends them out to the jungle Gypsy Davey with a blowtorch he burns out their camps With his faithful slave Pedro behind him he tramps With a fantastic collection of stamps To win friends and influence his uncle Chorus The geometry of innocence flesh on the bone Causes Galileos math book to get thrown At Delilah who sits worthlessly alone But the tears on her cheeks are from laughter Now I wish I could give Brother Bill his great thrill I would set him in chains at the top of the hill Then send out for some pillars and Cecil B. DeMille He could die happily ever after Chorus Where Ma Raney and Beethoven once unwrapped their bed roll Tuba players now rehearse around the flagpole And the National Bank at a profit sells road maps for the soul To the old folks home and the college Now I wish I could write you a melody so plain That could hold you dear lady from going insane That could ease you and cool you and cease the pain Of your useless and pointless knowledge Chorus [ Tombstone Blues Lyrics ]
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