Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song James And The Cold Gun, artist - Kate Bush. Date of issue: 16.02.1978
Song language: English
James And The Cold Gun |
| James, come on home. |
| You’ve been gone too long, baby. |
| We can’t let our hero |
| Die alone. |
| We miss you day and night. |
| You left town to live by the rifle. |
| You left us to fight, |
| But it just ain’t right to take away the light. |
| Remember Genie from the casino? |
| She’s still a-waiting in that big brass bed. |
| The boys from your gang are knocking whisky back, |
| 'Til they get out of hand and wish they were dead. |
| They’re only lonely for the life that they led |
| With their old friend. |
| Ooh, James, are you selling your soul to a cold gun? |
| Selling your soul to a Ooh, James, are you selling your soul to a cold gun? |
| Where lies your heart? |
| It’s not there in the buckskin, baby. |
| It’s not there in the gin |
| That makes you laugh long and loud. |
| You’re a coward, James. |
| You’re running away from humanity. |
| You’re running away from reality. |
| It won’t be funny when they rat-a-tat-tat you down. |
| Remember Genie from the casino? |
| She’s still a-waiting in that big brass bed. |
| The boys from your gang are knocking whisky back, |
| 'Til they get out of hand and wish they were dead. |
| They’re only lonely for the life that they led |
| With their old friend. |
| Ooh, James, are you selling your soul to a cold gun? |
| Selling your soul to a Ooh, James, are you selling your soul to a cold gun? |