Cannonball Days-Bryan Adams

歌手 : Bryan Adams

专辑 : Gold

语种 : 英语

时长 : 03:25

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TXT Cannonball Days-Bryan Adams 文本歌词

Cannonball Days - Bryan Adams

What's come to stay from the cannonball days

But a house and some clothes on the line

Fire the wave of your drunken brigade

The streets of New York as a child

Woman so fine and fine as a girl

Slow like an Italian wine

Hair all a mess and a dress all disheveled

And all of your roses have died

Better luck in the next life

Cause you gonna need it dear

Loved you back then but I couldn't say when

All of your roses have died

Tasted your lips with my hands on your hips

Danced in an apartment named nine

Your cats on the sill and my head to your breast

Feeding your rhythms divine

A west jersey queen with a rattle machine

Tasted the salt through your skin

Loved you back then but I couldn't say when

All of your roses have died

Better luck in the next life

Go give them some hell and goodbye

Loved you back then but I couldn't say when

All of your roses have died

Bask in the heat down on Christopher Street

Bought you a rose from a bum

Left you a note that I stuffed in your coat

Laughed and you said it was done

Broke like a stem and I guess you're with him

I'm sure that he treats you just fine

So bottoms up cheers baby here's to your tears

And all of your roses have died

Better luck in the next life

I miss you but go on goodbye

I feel like a straight from this cannonball days

When all of your roses were mine