Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Cannonball Days, artist - Ryan Adams. Album song Gold, in the genre Иностранный рок
Date of issue: 31.12.2000
Record label: Universal Music
Song language: English
Cannonball Days |
What’s come to stay from your cannonball days |
But a house and some clothes on the line? |
You fired away with your drunken brigade |
In the streets of New York as a child |
A woman so fine, yeah, fine as a girl |
Slow like an Italian wine |
Her hair all a mess and her dress all disheveled |
But all of your roses have died |
Better luck in the next life |
'Cause your gonna need it, dear |
Loved you back then but I couldn’t say when |
All of your roses have died |
All of your roses have died |
I tasted your lips, put my hands on your hips |
Danced in apartment A-9 |
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 |
All of your roses have died |
A 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 |
You laughed and you said it was dumb |
You 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 |
All of your roses have died |
Better luck in the next life |
I’ll miss you but go on, goodbye |
I feel like a straight from his cannonball days |
When all of your roses were mine |
When all of your roses were mine |