hope we don't hear Marley's chains we forged in life. 'cause the chains I been hearing now for most of my life. Did you hear the '59 Sound coming
. Cause the chains I've been hearing now for most of my life. And the chains I've been hearing for most of my life. To hear the '59 sound coming through
Fordítás: A Gaslight Anthem. A '59 Sound.
Do you hear that whistle wail? Think the end is coming in? But I?m a whole lot worse than well But I?m determined to slip this skin And I know your dying
I haven't seen Sandy and Johnny, or Mary I heard they got married Mighta had a couple babies And traded their memories For fairview and makers And never
I'm all washed out by the side of the road. Broken bones Matilda left a note and a rose. Saying "Baby honey child, I love you so long but you deserve
You can tell Gayle, if she calls, that I'm famous now for all of these rock and roll songs. And even if that's a lie, she should've given me a try.
sound When our boots they hit the ground They made a high and lonesome sound When our boots they hit the ground They made a high and lonesome sound When
See I've been here for 28 years. Pounding sweat beneath these wheels. We tattooed lines beneath our skin. No surrender, my Bobby Jean. [2x] We've been
If I could write, I'd tell you how much I miss these nights. Where we dig around the bones, try to find peace and patches for the holes. I lit a cigarette
(Originally by Robert Bradley's Blackwater Surprise) Once upon a time, when I was in high school I was in love with you, lady and you treated me so
front light on. The night is our own. You don't wait too long. So why don't you sing to me on this long drive home? Let the sound of your voice sway
Mary, this station is playing every sad song. I remember like we were alive. I heard it Sunday morn' from inside of these walls. In a prison cell, where
I hope we don't hear Marley's chains we forged in life. 'cause the chains I been hearing now for most of my life. Did you hear the '59 Sound coming
In the backseats of burned out cars. In the disenchantment lane. The ideal angels twist and turn, ask forgiveness for future mistakes. But you and I
Not tonight, not tonight Honey I, am on fire I can't feel a single thing but the weight of the wires Cracking electric line Remember baby we were a stone