Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Rifle, artist - Alela Diane. Album song The Pirate's Gospel, in the genre Иностранная авторская песняDate of issue: 25.10.2018
Record label: AllPoints
Song language: English
The Rifle |
| Oh I’ve been knocking on that door in my sleep |
| Fight my fireplace glow |
| I’ve been knocking on that door in my sleep |
| Fight my fireplace glow to keep me away, |
| To keep me away from home |
| Papa gets the rifle from its place above the French doors |
| They’re coming from the woods |
| Oh they’re coming from the woods |
| And mama you’re running too |
| Oh my mama you’re running too |
| Mama you’re running too |
| Oh my mama you’re running too |
| Brother I’m so sorry that you watched the Patens burn |
| And I’ve been holding onto the gold |
| When letting go would free my hands |
| And I’ve been tying your tongue in a knot |
| Oh I’ve been tying your tongue in a knot |
| To wrap this death, to wrap this death in a sheet |
| And Papa gets the rifle from its place above the French doors |
| They’re coming from the woods |
| Oh they’re coming from the woods |
| And mama you’re running too |
| Oh, my mama you’re running too |
| Mama you’re running too |
| Oh, my mama you’re running too |
| Brother I’m so sorry that you watched the Patens burn |
| I can’t hide the dirty pads down there carpet anymore |
| No, no I can’t hide the dirty pads down there carpet anymore |
| There were too many heavy boots |
| There were too many heavy boots |
| There were too many heavy boots |
| And there were too many big black boots |
| And there were too many little brown shoes marching though |
| So I’m counting it to the sky |
| Oh I’m counting it to the sky |
| I’m counting it to the sky |
| Oh I’m counting it to the sky |
| And moving back |
| Oh I’m moving back to Face the lack of home |