作词 : Waits
Plugged 16 shells from a thirty-aught-six
And the black crow flew through
A hole in the sky
And I spent all my buttons on an old pack mule
And I made me a ladder ftom a pawn shop marimba
And I leaned it up against a dandelion tree
Leaned it up against a dandelion tree
Leaned it up against a dandelion tree
Well I cooked them feathers on the iron spit
And I filled me a sachel full of old pig corn
And I beat me a Billy from an old french horn
And kicked that mule to the top of the tree
Kicked that mule to the top of the tree
Blew me a hole 'bout the size of a kickdrum
And I cut me a switch from a long branch elbow
I'm gonna whittle you into kindlin'
Black crow 16 shells from a thirty-aught-six
Whittle you into kindlin'
Black crow 16 shells from a thirty-aught-six
Well I slept in the hotter of a dry creek bed
And I tore out the buckets from a red corvette
Tore out the buckets from a red corvette
Lionel, Dave and the butcher made three
You got to meet me by the knuckles of the skinny bone tree
With the strings of a washburn
Stretched like a clothesline
You know me and that mule scrambled right through the hole
Me and that mule scrambled right through the hole
I'm gonna whittle you into kindlin'
Black crow 16 shells ftom a thirty-aught-six
Whittle you into kindlin'
Black crow 16 shells from a thirty-aught-six
Now I hold him prisoner in a washburn jail
And I strapped it on the back of my old kick mule
Strapped it on the back of my old kick mule
Bang on the strings just to drive him crazy
And I strum it toud just to rattle his cage
Strum it loud just to rattle his cage
Strum it loud just to rattle his cage
Strum it loud just to rattle his cage
I'm gonna whittle you into kindlin'
Black crow 16 shells from a thirty-aught-six
Whittle you into kindlin'
Black crow 16 shells from a thirty-aught-six
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LRC歌词版本
[00:00.000] 作词 : Waits
[00:16.994]Plugged 16 shells from a thirty-aught-six
[00:22.072]And the black crow flew through
[00:28.934]A hole in the sky
[00:29.354]And I spent all my buttons on an old pack mule
[00:36.629]And I made me a ladder ftom a pawn shop marimba
[00:43.270]And I leaned it up against a dandelion tree
[00:47.306]Leaned it up against a dandelion tree
[00:53.806]Leaned it up against a dandelion tree
[00:57.615]Well I cooked them feathers on the iron spit
[01:03.724]And I filled me a sachel full of old pig corn
[01:13.203]And I beat me a Billy from an old french horn
[01:16.759]And kicked that mule to the top of the tree
[01:21.479]Kicked that mule to the top of the tree
[01:27.285]Blew me a hole 'bout the size of a kickdrum
[01:32.420]And I cut me a switch from a long branch elbow
[01:37.160]I'm gonna whittle you into kindlin'
[01:41.333]Black crow 16 shells from a thirty-aught-six
[01:46.477]Whittle you into kindlin'
[01:51.313]Black crow 16 shells from a thirty-aught-six
[01:56.701]Well I slept in the hotter of a dry creek bed
[02:03.546]And I tore out the buckets from a red corvette
[02:08.598]Tore out the buckets from a red corvette
[02:11.173]Lionel, Dave and the butcher made three
[02:18.057]You got to meet me by the knuckles of the skinny bone tree
[02:23.619]With the strings of a washburn
[02:28.781]Stretched like a clothesline
[02:34.012]You know me and that mule scrambled right through the hole
[02:42.636]Me and that mule scrambled right through the hole
[02:43.095]I'm gonna whittle you into kindlin'
[02:45.419]Black crow 16 shells ftom a thirty-aught-six
[02:45.681]Whittle you into kindlin'
[02:49.473]Black crow 16 shells from a thirty-aught-six
[02:52.746]Now I hold him prisoner in a washburn jail
[02:58.208]And I strapped it on the back of my old kick mule
[03:04.565]Strapped it on the back of my old kick mule
[03:11.586]Bang on the strings just to drive him crazy
[03:14.717]And I strum it toud just to rattle his cage
[03:19.123]Strum it loud just to rattle his cage
[03:23.293]Strum it loud just to rattle his cage
[03:26.940]Strum it loud just to rattle his cage
[03:31.782]I'm gonna whittle you into kindlin'
[03:38.549]Black crow 16 shells from a thirty-aught-six
[03:39.934]Whittle you into kindlin'
[03:40.654]Black crow 16 shells from a thirty-aught-six
作词 : Waits
Plugged 16 shells from a thirty-aught-six
And the black crow flew through
A hole in the sky
And I spent all my buttons on an old pack mule
And I made me a ladder ftom a pawn shop marimba
And I leaned it up against a dandelion tree
Leaned it up against a dandelion tree
Leaned it up against a dandelion tree
Well I cooked them feathers on the iron spit
And I filled me a sachel full of old pig corn
And I beat me a Billy from an old french horn
And kicked that mule to the top of the tree
Kicked that mule to the top of the tree
Blew me a hole 'bout the size of a kickdrum
And I cut me a switch from a long branch elbow
I'm gonna whittle you into kindlin'
Black crow 16 shells from a thirty-aught-six
Whittle you into kindlin'
Black crow 16 shells from a thirty-aught-six
Well I slept in the hotter of a dry creek bed
And I tore out the buckets from a red corvette
Tore out the buckets from a red corvette
Lionel, Dave and the butcher made three
You got to meet me by the knuckles of the skinny bone tree
With the strings of a washburn
Stretched like a clothesline
You know me and that mule scrambled right through the hole
Me and that mule scrambled right through the hole
I'm gonna whittle you into kindlin'
Black crow 16 shells ftom a thirty-aught-six
Whittle you into kindlin'
Black crow 16 shells from a thirty-aught-six
Now I hold him prisoner in a washburn jail
And I strapped it on the back of my old kick mule
Strapped it on the back of my old kick mule
Bang on the strings just to drive him crazy
And I strum it toud just to rattle his cage
Strum it loud just to rattle his cage
Strum it loud just to rattle his cage
Strum it loud just to rattle his cage
I'm gonna whittle you into kindlin'
Black crow 16 shells from a thirty-aught-six
Whittle you into kindlin'
Black crow 16 shells from a thirty-aught-six
🎵
LRC歌词版本
[00:00.000] 作词 : Waits
[00:16.994]Plugged 16 shells from a thirty-aught-six
[00:22.072]And the black crow flew through
[00:28.934]A hole in the sky
[00:29.354]And I spent all my buttons on an old pack mule
[00:36.629]And I made me a ladder ftom a pawn shop marimba
[00:43.270]And I leaned it up against a dandelion tree
[00:47.306]Leaned it up against a dandelion tree
[00:53.806]Leaned it up against a dandelion tree
[00:57.615]Well I cooked them feathers on the iron spit
[01:03.724]And I filled me a sachel full of old pig corn
[01:13.203]And I beat me a Billy from an old french horn
[01:16.759]And kicked that mule to the top of the tree
[01:21.479]Kicked that mule to the top of the tree
[01:27.285]Blew me a hole 'bout the size of a kickdrum
[01:32.420]And I cut me a switch from a long branch elbow
[01:37.160]I'm gonna whittle you into kindlin'
[01:41.333]Black crow 16 shells from a thirty-aught-six
[01:46.477]Whittle you into kindlin'
[01:51.313]Black crow 16 shells from a thirty-aught-six
[01:56.701]Well I slept in the hotter of a dry creek bed
[02:03.546]And I tore out the buckets from a red corvette
[02:08.598]Tore out the buckets from a red corvette
[02:11.173]Lionel, Dave and the butcher made three
[02:18.057]You got to meet me by the knuckles of the skinny bone tree
[02:23.619]With the strings of a washburn
[02:28.781]Stretched like a clothesline
[02:34.012]You know me and that mule scrambled right through the hole
[02:42.636]Me and that mule scrambled right through the hole
[02:43.095]I'm gonna whittle you into kindlin'
[02:45.419]Black crow 16 shells ftom a thirty-aught-six
[02:45.681]Whittle you into kindlin'
[02:49.473]Black crow 16 shells from a thirty-aught-six
[02:52.746]Now I hold him prisoner in a washburn jail
[02:58.208]And I strapped it on the back of my old kick mule
[03:04.565]Strapped it on the back of my old kick mule
[03:11.586]Bang on the strings just to drive him crazy
[03:14.717]And I strum it toud just to rattle his cage
[03:19.123]Strum it loud just to rattle his cage
[03:23.293]Strum it loud just to rattle his cage
[03:26.940]Strum it loud just to rattle his cage
[03:31.782]I'm gonna whittle you into kindlin'
[03:38.549]Black crow 16 shells from a thirty-aught-six
[03:39.934]Whittle you into kindlin'
[03:40.654]Black crow 16 shells from a thirty-aught-six