| Song | Your Funeral, My Trial |
| Artist | Nick Cave & the Bad Seeds |
| Album | Your Funeral...My Trial |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Cave | |
| I am a crooked man | |
| And I've walked a crooked mile | |
| Night, the shameless widow | |
| Doffed her weeds, in a pile | |
| The stars all winked at me | |
| They shamed a child | |
| Your funeral, my trial | |
| A thousand | |
| Marys lured me | |
| To feathered beds and fields of glover | |
| Bird with crooked wing cast | |
| It's wicked shadow over | |
| A bauble moon did mock | |
| And trinket stars did smile | |
| Your funeral, my trial | |
| Here I am, little lamb... | |
| Let all the bells in whoredom ring | |
| All the crooked bitches that she was (Mongers of pain) | |
| Saw the moon | |
| Become a fang | |
| Your funeral, my trial |
| zuo ci : Cave | |
| I am a crooked man | |
| And I' ve walked a crooked mile | |
| Night, the shameless widow | |
| Doffed her weeds, in a pile | |
| The stars all winked at me | |
| They shamed a child | |
| Your funeral, my trial | |
| A thousand | |
| Marys lured me | |
| To feathered beds and fields of glover | |
| Bird with crooked wing cast | |
| It' s wicked shadow over | |
| A bauble moon did mock | |
| And trinket stars did smile | |
| Your funeral, my trial | |
| Here I am, little lamb... | |
| Let all the bells in whoredom ring | |
| All the crooked bitches that she was Mongers of pain | |
| Saw the moon | |
| Become a fang | |
| Your funeral, my trial |
| zuò cí : Cave | |
| I am a crooked man | |
| And I' ve walked a crooked mile | |
| Night, the shameless widow | |
| Doffed her weeds, in a pile | |
| The stars all winked at me | |
| They shamed a child | |
| Your funeral, my trial | |
| A thousand | |
| Marys lured me | |
| To feathered beds and fields of glover | |
| Bird with crooked wing cast | |
| It' s wicked shadow over | |
| A bauble moon did mock | |
| And trinket stars did smile | |
| Your funeral, my trial | |
| Here I am, little lamb... | |
| Let all the bells in whoredom ring | |
| All the crooked bitches that she was Mongers of pain | |
| Saw the moon | |
| Become a fang | |
| Your funeral, my trial |