Vagabond Holes Lyrics

	作曲 : McComb
	Holes in my body, holes in my shoes
	You can put your fingers in me
	Let the north wind blow straight through
	When you left I almost disappeared
	Now you've gone, I'm not quite here
	My friends say they call me, but there's nobody home
	And they say talking to me these days
	Is like squeezing blood from a stone
	They say I'm fading fast, my signal's weak
	You told me to forget about us,
	I just forgot how to speak
	Holes in my body. holes in my shoes
	Who can mend these vagebond holes?
	No one's going to love you when you're wrinkled and old
	No teeth in your gums,your hair the colour of snow
	Up two flights of stairs to your ten dollar room
	With the smell of all your cats and dust
	And the newspapers strewn
	Holes filled with whiskey, holes filled with damp and mould
	Days get short, and the nights get cold
	Days go missing when the bottle closes in
	Weak grow sickly and the sick grow thin
	Holes in my body, holes in my shoes
	Who can mend these vagebond holes?

	zuo qu : McComb
	Holes in my body, holes in my shoes
	You can put your fingers in me
	Let the north wind blow straight through
	When you left I almost disappeared
	Now you' ve gone, I' m not quite here
	My friends say they call me, but there' s nobody home
	And they say talking to me these days
	Is like squeezing blood from a stone
	They say I' m fading fast, my signal' s weak
	You told me to forget about us,
	I just forgot how to speak
	Holes in my body. holes in my shoes
	Who can mend these vagebond holes?
	No one' s going to love you when you' re wrinkled and old
	No teeth in your gums, your hair the colour of snow
	Up two flights of stairs to your ten dollar room
	With the smell of all your cats and dust
	And the newspapers strewn
	Holes filled with whiskey, holes filled with damp and mould
	Days get short, and the nights get cold
	Days go missing when the bottle closes in
	Weak grow sickly and the sick grow thin
	Holes in my body, holes in my shoes
	Who can mend these vagebond holes?

	zuò qǔ : McComb
	Holes in my body, holes in my shoes
	You can put your fingers in me
	Let the north wind blow straight through
	When you left I almost disappeared
	Now you' ve gone, I' m not quite here
	My friends say they call me, but there' s nobody home
	And they say talking to me these days
	Is like squeezing blood from a stone
	They say I' m fading fast, my signal' s weak
	You told me to forget about us,
	I just forgot how to speak
	Holes in my body. holes in my shoes
	Who can mend these vagebond holes?
	No one' s going to love you when you' re wrinkled and old
	No teeth in your gums, your hair the colour of snow
	Up two flights of stairs to your ten dollar room
	With the smell of all your cats and dust
	And the newspapers strewn
	Holes filled with whiskey, holes filled with damp and mould
	Days get short, and the nights get cold
	Days go missing when the bottle closes in
	Weak grow sickly and the sick grow thin
	Holes in my body, holes in my shoes
	Who can mend these vagebond holes?

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