Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Wrecking Ball, artist - Gillian Welch. Album song Soul Journey, in the genre Музыка мира
Date of issue: 02.06.2003
Record label: Acony
Song language: English
Wrecking Ball |
Well now, boys, I’m a rollin stone. |
That’s what I was when I just left home. |
I took every secret that I’d ever known |
And headed for the wall |
Like a wrecking ball. |
Started down a little road of sin |
Playin bass under a pseudonym. |
The days were rough, and it’s all quite dim, |
But my mind cuts through it all |
Like a wrecking ball. |
Oh, just a little dead head |
Who is watching, |
Who is watching. |
I’s just a little dead head. |
Got a daughter on a scholarship. |
I got tired and let my hearing slip. |
And I’s a farmer in a poor (?) |
With a weed that I recall |
Like a wrecking ball. |
I met a lovesick daughter of the San Joaquin. |
She showed me colors I’d never seen |
And drank the bottom out of my canteen |
Then left me in the fall |
Like a wreckin ball. |
Standin there in the morning mist, |
And tug a cord at the end of my wrist. |
Yes, I remember when we first kissed, |
Though it was nothin at all |
Like a wreckin ball. |
Hey, boys, a little dead head |
Who is watching, |
Who is watching. |
I’s just a little dead head, |
With too much trouble for me to shake. |
Oh, the weather and the blinded ache |
Was riding high until the eighty-nine quake |
Hit the Santa Cruz Garden Mall |
Like a wreckin ball. |