Joe Bonamassa - Molly O'
| Előadó: | Joe Bonamassa |
|---|---|
| Album: | Keressük! |
| Szövegírók: |
Tom Hambridge Joe Bonamassa |
|---|---|
| Zeneszerzők: |
Tom Hambridge Joe Bonamassa |
| Kiadó: | Keressük! |
| Stílus: | Blues rock |
| Címkék: | Keressük! |
Megtekintve: Ma 1, összesen 126 alkalommal
Elküldöm e-mail-ben
Módosítás küldése
Fordítás küldése
Hozzáadás a kedvencekhezBeküldő
Dalszöveg
That ship for fools set sail,
wasn't long till it ran aground
You can hear the cries for mercy,
you could hear that wailing sound
She was the last one to die
of the two thousand souls
And the sea, it took her gently,
delved in darkness and cold
Molly O!
Like a ghost from the past
To her we raise a glass
Molly O!
All the highest of tides
Makes you rise to the sky
She was born in the east of Glanmire,
just another sleepy Irish town
With a suitcase full of redemption
and a ticket for a ship that went down
No distress signal was sent,
Molly O was twenty-two
When the surging walls of water
turned it into a graveyard in blue
Molly O!
Like a ghost from the past
To her we raise a glass
Molly O!
All the highest of tides
Makes you rise to the sky
That ship for fools has sailed,
won't take long till it runs aground
You can hear those mamas weeping
from Halifax to London town
She danced on the sacred walls,
and watched that black water rise
The ocean don't give up the dead,
a bit of Molly still inside
Molly O!
Like a ghost from the past
To her we raise a glass
Molly O!
Through the lies and truths
[?]
Molly O!
You can't let it roll
You gotta rise up the fall
Molly O!
All the highest of tides
Makes you rise to the sky
wasn't long till it ran aground
You can hear the cries for mercy,
you could hear that wailing sound
She was the last one to die
of the two thousand souls
And the sea, it took her gently,
delved in darkness and cold
Molly O!
Like a ghost from the past
To her we raise a glass
Molly O!
All the highest of tides
Makes you rise to the sky
She was born in the east of Glanmire,
just another sleepy Irish town
With a suitcase full of redemption
and a ticket for a ship that went down
No distress signal was sent,
Molly O was twenty-two
When the surging walls of water
turned it into a graveyard in blue
Molly O!
Like a ghost from the past
To her we raise a glass
Molly O!
All the highest of tides
Makes you rise to the sky
That ship for fools has sailed,
won't take long till it runs aground
You can hear those mamas weeping
from Halifax to London town
She danced on the sacred walls,
and watched that black water rise
The ocean don't give up the dead,
a bit of Molly still inside
Molly O!
Like a ghost from the past
To her we raise a glass
Molly O!
Through the lies and truths
[?]
Molly O!
You can't let it roll
You gotta rise up the fall
Molly O!
All the highest of tides
Makes you rise to the sky
Molly O' videók
Zeneszöveg hozzászólások
Még egy hozzászólás sincs, tökéletes alkalom, hogy írj valamit!