歌词Ribbon Bows

[ti:Ribbon Bows]
[ar:Joanna Newsom]
[al:Have One On Me]
[by: ]
[00:-4.00]Joanna Newsom - Ribbon Bows
[00:-3.00]LRC by lzh, from jiangxi pingxiang
[00:-2.00]@ www.lrcgc.com @
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[00:00.10]There is a spring
[00:05.36]Not far from here
[00:10.49]The water runs
[00:20.75][00:15.62]Both sweet and clear
[00:25.90]And cold
[00:31.01]Could crack your bones
[00:36.13]With veins of gold
[00:41.41]I stood a-wagging
[00:46.54]At the tap
[00:51.64]Just a-waiting
[00:56.77]On the lagging, rising sap
[01:01.89]I held the cold
[01:07.02]Tin ladle to my lip
[01:12.14]At the shrine of the thousand arms
[01:12.29]I lowered my eyes to sip
[01:22.55]What a beautiful day
[01:27.65]To catch my drift
[01:32.78]Or be caught up
[01:37.91]In it
[01:38.04]You want your love, love?
[01:43.17]Come and get your love
[01:48.28]I only took it back
[01:53.40]Because I thought you didn't
[02:03.64]How my ears did ring
[02:08.76]At the municipal pound
[02:13.90]From that old hangdog
[02:14.04]To which I was bound
[02:19.18]Curled 'round the bottom rung
[02:24.33]Doesn't anybody want you?
[02:29.45]Well, come on, darlin'
[02:34.59]I could use someone like you around
[02:44.85]I am not like you
[02:49.99]I ain't from this place
[02:55.12]And I do reserve the right
[03:00.28]To repeat all my same mistakes
[03:00.42]And, in the night, like you
[03:05.57]I certainly bite and chew
[03:10.71]What I can find
[03:15.83]And never seem to lose the taste
[03:26.13]What a horrible face
[03:31.29]I feel me make
[03:36.45]For
[03:36.57]Pete's sake!
[03:41.72]What you have told me
[03:46.88]I cannot erase
[03:52.04]Though I keep on saying
[03:57.20]And I do believe it is not too late
[04:07.50]All day you're hassling me with trifles
[04:12.67]Black nose of the dog
[04:17.81]As cold as a rifle
[04:17.94]Indicating, with a nudge
[04:23.09]God, no god, god, no god
[04:28.25]Sweet, appraising eye of the dog
[04:33.40]Blink once if god
[04:38.57]Twice if no god
[04:48.85]My mama may be
[04:54.01]Ashamed of me
[04:59.16]With all of my
[04:59.33]Finery
[05:04.48]Carrying on, whooping it up
[05:09.64]'Til the early morn
[05:14.79]Lost and lorn
[05:19.95]Among the madding revelry
[05:30.28]Sure, I can pass
[05:35.41]Honey, I can pass
[05:40.57]Particularly when I start
[05:40.73]To tip my glass
[05:45.90]I'll be a sport and have a go
[05:51.04]At that old song, singing unabashed
[05:56.18]About "them city girls with their ribbon bows
[06:01.35]and their fancy sash"