《Twistin’》歌词

[00:00:00] Twistin' - Slaid Cleaves

[00:00:01] Written by：Blakely/Cleaves

[00:00:13] Years ago on an april day

[00:00:19] A crowd gathered from miles around

[00:00:25] Over a thousand I heard one say

[00:00:32] All around me on the square in town

[00:00:38] Ladies dressed up in their best

[00:00:44] Kids ran around and played

[00:00:50] They all come to see me I guessed

[00:00:56] Me and the sheriff and a man in chains

[00:01:03] The reverend sam began a prayer

[00:01:09] To the women the men the boys and girls

[00:01:15] We are graveyard sons and daughters

[00:01:22] Passing through an unfriendly world

[00:01:28] A few last words and down he goes

[00:01:34] Teeth bared in an awful grin

[00:01:41] A cheer rises up from the crowd

[00:01:47] As I hold him twisting in the wind

[00:01:57] Men held up their babies to see

[00:02:03] Reporters jotted down a tale

[00:02:09] Hawkers brought out lemonade

[00:02:15] And the ladies headed for the hangin' day sale

[00:02:22] From time to time these folks would come

[00:02:29] And all but one would walk away

[00:02:35] I'd shudder as the rope snapped tight

[00:02:41] But I got used to hanging day

[00:02:48] Now they don't gather round no more

[00:02:54] Though I'm tall and stouter still

[00:03:01] Now they do it all behind closed doors

[00:03:07] They say it's a better way to kill

[00:03:13] The reverend sam began a prayer

[00:03:19] To the women the men the boys and girls

[00:03:26] 'We are graveyard sons and daughters

[00:03:33] Passing through an unfriendly world'

[00:03:39] A few last words and down he goes

[00:03:46] Teeth bared in an awful grin

[00:03:52] A cheer rises up from the crowd

[00:03:58] As I hold him twisting in the wind

[00:04:05] One more poor boy dead and gone

[00:04:13] Twisting in the wind