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Cold Cold Ground - Big Time (Live) - Tom Waits (汤姆·威兹)
Crest fallen sidekick in an old cafe

Slept with a dream before he had to go away

There's a bell in the tower
Uncle Ray bought a round

Don't worry about the army

In the cold cold ground

In the cold cold ground

In the cold cold ground

In the cold cold ground

Now don't be a cry baby

When there's wood in the shed

A bird in the chimney
And a stone in my bed

When the roads washed out
They pass the bottle around

Wait in the arms

Of the cold cold ground

In the cold cold ground

In the cold cold ground

In the cold cold ground

There's a ribbon in the willow

And a tire swing rope

Briar patch of berries
Taking over the slope

The cat'll sleep in the mailbox
And well never go to town

Bury every dream in

In the cold cold ground

In the cold cold ground

In the cold cold ground

In the cold cold ground

In the cold cold ground

Gimme a Winchester rifle and a whole box of shells

Blow the roof off the goat barn
Let it roll down the hill
The piano is firewood

Times square is a dream

Lay down together

In the cold cold ground

In the cold cold ground

In the cold cold ground

In the cold cold ground

Call the cops on the breed loves
Bring a Bible and a rope

Whole box of rebel
And a bar of soap

Make a pile of trunk tires
And burn em all down

Bring a dollar with you baby

In the cold cold ground

In the cold cold ground

In the cold cold ground

In the cold cold ground

In the cold cold ground

In the cold cold ground

In the cold cold ground

In the cold cold ground

In the cold cold ground