| Song | Tupelo [Single Version] |
| Artist | Nick Cave & the Bad Seeds |
| Album | The Firstborn Is Dead |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Adamson, Cave, Harvey | |
| Looka yonder! Looka yonder! | |
| Looka yonder! A big black cloud come! | |
| A big black cloud come! | |
| O comes to Tupelo. Comes to Tupelo | |
| Yonder on the horizon | |
| Yonder on the horizon | |
| Stopped at the mighty river | |
| Stopped at the mighty river and | |
| Sucked the damn thing dry | |
| Tupelo-o-o, O Tupelo | |
| In a valley hides a town called Tupelo | |
| Distant thunder rumble. Distant thunder rumble | |
| Rumble hungry like the Beast | |
| The Beast it cometh, cometh down | |
| The Beast it cometh, cometh down | |
| Wo wo wo-o-o | |
| Tupelo bound. Tupelo-o-o. Yeah Tupelo | |
| The Beast it cometh, Tupelo bound | |
| Why the hen won't lay no egg | |
| Can't get that cock to crow | |
| The nag is spooked and crazy | |
| O God help Tupelo! O God help Tupelo! | |
| O God help Tupelo! O God help Tupelo! | |
| Ya can say these streets are rivers | |
| Ya can call these rivers streets | |
| Ya can tell ya self ya dreaming buddy | |
| But no sleep runs this deep | |
| No! No sleep runs this deep | |
| No sleep runs this deep | |
| Women at their windows | |
| Rain crashing on the pane | |
| Writing in the frost | |
| Tupelos' shame. Tupelo's shame | |
| O God help Tupelo! O God help Tupelo! | |
| O go to sleep lil children | |
| The sandmans on his way | |
| O go to sleep lil children | |
| The sandmans in his way | |
| But the lil children know | |
| They listen to the beating of their blood | |
| listen to the beating of their blood | |
| listen to the beating of their blood | |
| listen to the beating of their blood | |
| They listen to the beating of their blood | |
| The sandman's mud! | |
| The sandman's mud! | |
| And the black rain come down | |
| the black rain come down | |
| the black rain come down | |
| Water water everywhere | |
| Where no bird can fly no fish can swim | |
| Where no bird can fly no fish can swim | |
| No fish can swim | |
| Until The King is born! | |
| Until The King is born! | |
| In Tupelo! Tupelo-o-o! | |
| Til The King is born in Tupelo! | |
| In a clap-board shack with a roof of tin | |
| Where the rain came down and leaked within | |
| A young mother frozen on a concrete floor | |
| With a bottle and a box and a cradle of straw | |
| Tupelo-o-o! O Tupelo! | |
| With a bottle and a box and a cradle of straw | |
| Well Saturday gives what Sunday steals | |
| And a child is born on his brothers heels | |
| Come Sunday morn the first-born dead | |
| In a shoebox tied with a ribbon of red | |
| Tupelo-o-o! Hey Tupelo! | |
| In a shoebox buried with a ribbon of red | |
| O ma-ma rock you lil' one slow | |
| O ma-ma rock your baby | |
| O ma-ma rock your lil' one slow | |
| O God help Tupelo! O God help Tupelo! | |
| Mama rock your lil' one slow | |
| The lil one will walk on Tupelo | |
| The lil one will walk on Tupelo | |
| Black rain come down, Black rain come down | |
| Tupelo-o-o! Yeah Tupelo! | |
| And carry the burden of Tupelo | |
| Tupelo-o-o! O Tupelo! Yeah! | |
| The King will walk on Tupelo! | |
| Tupelo-o-o! O Tupelo! | |
| He carried the burden outa Tupelo! | |
| Tupelo-o-o! Hey Tupelo! | |
| You will reap just what you sow |
| zuo ci : Adamson, Cave, Harvey | |
| Looka yonder! Looka yonder! | |
| Looka yonder! A big black cloud come! | |
| A big black cloud come! | |
| O comes to Tupelo. Comes to Tupelo | |
| Yonder on the horizon | |
| Yonder on the horizon | |
| Stopped at the mighty river | |
| Stopped at the mighty river and | |
| Sucked the damn thing dry | |
| Tupelooo, O Tupelo | |
| In a valley hides a town called Tupelo | |
| Distant thunder rumble. Distant thunder rumble | |
| Rumble hungry like the Beast | |
| The Beast it cometh, cometh down | |
| The Beast it cometh, cometh down | |
| Wo wo wooo | |
| Tupelo bound. Tupelooo. Yeah Tupelo | |
| The Beast it cometh, Tupelo bound | |
| Why the hen won' t lay no egg | |
| Can' t get that cock to crow | |
| The nag is spooked and crazy | |
| O God help Tupelo! O God help Tupelo! | |
| O God help Tupelo! O God help Tupelo! | |
| Ya can say these streets are rivers | |
| Ya can call these rivers streets | |
| Ya can tell ya self ya dreaming buddy | |
| But no sleep runs this deep | |
| No! No sleep runs this deep | |
| No sleep runs this deep | |
| Women at their windows | |
| Rain crashing on the pane | |
| Writing in the frost | |
| Tupelos' shame. Tupelo' s shame | |
| O God help Tupelo! O God help Tupelo! | |
| O go to sleep lil children | |
| The sandmans on his way | |
| O go to sleep lil children | |
| The sandmans in his way | |
| But the lil children know | |
| They listen to the beating of their blood | |
| listen to the beating of their blood | |
| listen to the beating of their blood | |
| listen to the beating of their blood | |
| They listen to the beating of their blood | |
| The sandman' s mud! | |
| The sandman' s mud! | |
| And the black rain come down | |
| the black rain come down | |
| the black rain come down | |
| Water water everywhere | |
| Where no bird can fly no fish can swim | |
| Where no bird can fly no fish can swim | |
| No fish can swim | |
| Until The King is born! | |
| Until The King is born! | |
| In Tupelo! Tupelooo! | |
| Til The King is born in Tupelo! | |
| In a clapboard shack with a roof of tin | |
| Where the rain came down and leaked within | |
| A young mother frozen on a concrete floor | |
| With a bottle and a box and a cradle of straw | |
| Tupelooo! O Tupelo! | |
| With a bottle and a box and a cradle of straw | |
| Well Saturday gives what Sunday steals | |
| And a child is born on his brothers heels | |
| Come Sunday morn the firstborn dead | |
| In a shoebox tied with a ribbon of red | |
| Tupelooo! Hey Tupelo! | |
| In a shoebox buried with a ribbon of red | |
| O mama rock you lil' one slow | |
| O mama rock your baby | |
| O mama rock your lil' one slow | |
| O God help Tupelo! O God help Tupelo! | |
| Mama rock your lil' one slow | |
| The lil one will walk on Tupelo | |
| The lil one will walk on Tupelo | |
| Black rain come down, Black rain come down | |
| Tupelooo! Yeah Tupelo! | |
| And carry the burden of Tupelo | |
| Tupelooo! O Tupelo! Yeah! | |
| The King will walk on Tupelo! | |
| Tupelooo! O Tupelo! | |
| He carried the burden outa Tupelo! | |
| Tupelooo! Hey Tupelo! | |
| You will reap just what you sow |
| zuò cí : Adamson, Cave, Harvey | |
| Looka yonder! Looka yonder! | |
| Looka yonder! A big black cloud come! | |
| A big black cloud come! | |
| O comes to Tupelo. Comes to Tupelo | |
| Yonder on the horizon | |
| Yonder on the horizon | |
| Stopped at the mighty river | |
| Stopped at the mighty river and | |
| Sucked the damn thing dry | |
| Tupelooo, O Tupelo | |
| In a valley hides a town called Tupelo | |
| Distant thunder rumble. Distant thunder rumble | |
| Rumble hungry like the Beast | |
| The Beast it cometh, cometh down | |
| The Beast it cometh, cometh down | |
| Wo wo wooo | |
| Tupelo bound. Tupelooo. Yeah Tupelo | |
| The Beast it cometh, Tupelo bound | |
| Why the hen won' t lay no egg | |
| Can' t get that cock to crow | |
| The nag is spooked and crazy | |
| O God help Tupelo! O God help Tupelo! | |
| O God help Tupelo! O God help Tupelo! | |
| Ya can say these streets are rivers | |
| Ya can call these rivers streets | |
| Ya can tell ya self ya dreaming buddy | |
| But no sleep runs this deep | |
| No! No sleep runs this deep | |
| No sleep runs this deep | |
| Women at their windows | |
| Rain crashing on the pane | |
| Writing in the frost | |
| Tupelos' shame. Tupelo' s shame | |
| O God help Tupelo! O God help Tupelo! | |
| O go to sleep lil children | |
| The sandmans on his way | |
| O go to sleep lil children | |
| The sandmans in his way | |
| But the lil children know | |
| They listen to the beating of their blood | |
| listen to the beating of their blood | |
| listen to the beating of their blood | |
| listen to the beating of their blood | |
| They listen to the beating of their blood | |
| The sandman' s mud! | |
| The sandman' s mud! | |
| And the black rain come down | |
| the black rain come down | |
| the black rain come down | |
| Water water everywhere | |
| Where no bird can fly no fish can swim | |
| Where no bird can fly no fish can swim | |
| No fish can swim | |
| Until The King is born! | |
| Until The King is born! | |
| In Tupelo! Tupelooo! | |
| Til The King is born in Tupelo! | |
| In a clapboard shack with a roof of tin | |
| Where the rain came down and leaked within | |
| A young mother frozen on a concrete floor | |
| With a bottle and a box and a cradle of straw | |
| Tupelooo! O Tupelo! | |
| With a bottle and a box and a cradle of straw | |
| Well Saturday gives what Sunday steals | |
| And a child is born on his brothers heels | |
| Come Sunday morn the firstborn dead | |
| In a shoebox tied with a ribbon of red | |
| Tupelooo! Hey Tupelo! | |
| In a shoebox buried with a ribbon of red | |
| O mama rock you lil' one slow | |
| O mama rock your baby | |
| O mama rock your lil' one slow | |
| O God help Tupelo! O God help Tupelo! | |
| Mama rock your lil' one slow | |
| The lil one will walk on Tupelo | |
| The lil one will walk on Tupelo | |
| Black rain come down, Black rain come down | |
| Tupelooo! Yeah Tupelo! | |
| And carry the burden of Tupelo | |
| Tupelooo! O Tupelo! Yeah! | |
| The King will walk on Tupelo! | |
| Tupelooo! O Tupelo! | |
| He carried the burden outa Tupelo! | |
| Tupelooo! Hey Tupelo! | |
| You will reap just what you sow |