Edie Brickell - 1873 (Buffalo Diary)
[00:00.00]时代音乐网 www.78497.com [00:00.90]1873 (Buffalo Diary) - Edie Brickell [00:08.82]1873 was a very bad year for me [00:15.79]When all I feared just disappeared so suddenly [00:22.82]They got their tickets for the train [00:26.24]Raised their weapons and took aim [00:29.72]Laughing from the railroad tracks they shot my brothers in the back [00:44.03]No more thunder on the ground [00:47.49]Birds were flying round and round [00:50.73]The clouds and dust we once kicked up [00:54.06]No longer could be seen [00:58.06]And 1873 was a very bad year for me [01:05.27]1873 was a very bad year for me [01:13.20]We cradled their babies [01:16.59]Made up their houses [01:20.02]Covered their feet [01:23.53]They took what they needed [01:26.76]Never took us for granted [01:30.42]But they were defeated [01:33.49]When people shot at me [01:38.40]In 1873 [01:59.24]Laid out in the broken sun [02:02.79]Rain beat on us like a drum [02:06.08]The rhythm of that emptiness [02:09.16]Which shot my spirit free [02:13.09]In 1873 [02:20.53]1873 was a very bad year for me
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[00:00.00]时代音乐网 www.78497.com[00:00.90]1873 (Buffalo Diary) - Edie Brickell
[00:08.82]1873 was a very bad year for me
[00:15.79]When all I feared just disappeared so suddenly
[00:22.82]They got their tickets for the train
[00:26.24]Raised their weapons and took aim
[00:29.72]Laughing from the railroad tracks they shot my brothers in the back
[00:44.03]No more thunder on the ground
[00:47.49]Birds were flying round and round
[00:50.73]The clouds and dust we once kicked up
[00:54.06]No longer could be seen
[00:58.06]And 1873 was a very bad year for me
[01:05.27]1873 was a very bad year for me
[01:13.20]We cradled their babies
[01:16.59]Made up their houses
[01:20.02]Covered their feet
[01:23.53]They took what they needed
[01:26.76]Never took us for granted
[01:30.42]But they were defeated
[01:33.49]When people shot at me
[01:38.40]In 1873
[01:59.24]Laid out in the broken sun
[02:02.79]Rain beat on us like a drum
[02:06.08]The rhythm of that emptiness
[02:09.16]Which shot my spirit free
[02:13.09]In 1873
[02:20.53]1873 was a very bad year for me