| Song | Cold Was The Wind |
| Artist | Kurt Vile |
| Album | Bottle It In |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Kurt Vile | |
| cold was the wind on my frozen face | |
| but i didn’t mind cuz i was long gone | |
| cold was the wind upon my brow and below that | |
| well, you don’t want  know at all | |
| cold was the wind | |
| christmas in siberia with a little bitty case of the delirium tremens | |
| for some reason picture roger clemens | |
| but mike schmidt’s more of the city i came with | |
| cross my heart and hope to die | |
| stick a needle in my | |
| butter around your bread | |
| cold was the wind on my naked brow and below that | |
| well, you don’t want to know at all | |
| cold wind blows | |
| cold wind blows on my naked brow | |
| sun sets down on the sacred cow | |
| you better goddamn miss me when i’m gone | |
| cuz god’s gonna damn me up or down there | |
| wherever it is they’re gonna give me the business | |
| wherever it is i’m gonna miss my girls | |
| on a plane i’m drinking red wine | |
| cuz like everybody else i’m afraid to die | |
| did i mention that i’m afraid of dying? | |
| think i heard my daughter crying | |
| so i pick her on up, spin her around, | |
| heaven on earth is what i found | |
| cold wind blows on my naked brow | |
| and below that | |
| well, you don’t want to know at all | |
| cold wind blows | |
| cold wind blows | |
| cold wind blows |
| zuo qu : Kurt Vile | |
| cold was the wind on my frozen face | |
| but i didn t mind cuz i was long gone | |
| cold was the wind upon my brow and below that | |
| well, you don t want know at all | |
| cold was the wind | |
| christmas in siberia with a little bitty case of the delirium tremens | |
| for some reason picture roger clemens | |
| but mike schmidt s more of the city i came with | |
| cross my heart and hope to die | |
| stick a needle in my | |
| butter around your bread | |
| cold was the wind on my naked brow and below that | |
| well, you don t want to know at all | |
| cold wind blows | |
| cold wind blows on my naked brow | |
| sun sets down on the sacred cow | |
| you better goddamn miss me when i m gone | |
| cuz god s gonna damn me up or down there | |
| wherever it is they re gonna give me the business | |
| wherever it is i m gonna miss my girls | |
| on a plane i m drinking red wine | |
| cuz like everybody else i m afraid to die | |
| did i mention that i m afraid of dying? | |
| think i heard my daughter crying | |
| so i pick her on up, spin her around, | |
| heaven on earth is what i found | |
| cold wind blows on my naked brow | |
| and below that | |
| well, you don t want to know at all | |
| cold wind blows | |
| cold wind blows | |
| cold wind blows |
| zuò qǔ : Kurt Vile | |
| cold was the wind on my frozen face | |
| but i didn t mind cuz i was long gone | |
| cold was the wind upon my brow and below that | |
| well, you don t want know at all | |
| cold was the wind | |
| christmas in siberia with a little bitty case of the delirium tremens | |
| for some reason picture roger clemens | |
| but mike schmidt s more of the city i came with | |
| cross my heart and hope to die | |
| stick a needle in my | |
| butter around your bread | |
| cold was the wind on my naked brow and below that | |
| well, you don t want to know at all | |
| cold wind blows | |
| cold wind blows on my naked brow | |
| sun sets down on the sacred cow | |
| you better goddamn miss me when i m gone | |
| cuz god s gonna damn me up or down there | |
| wherever it is they re gonna give me the business | |
| wherever it is i m gonna miss my girls | |
| on a plane i m drinking red wine | |
| cuz like everybody else i m afraid to die | |
| did i mention that i m afraid of dying? | |
| think i heard my daughter crying | |
| so i pick her on up, spin her around, | |
| heaven on earth is what i found | |
| cold wind blows on my naked brow | |
| and below that | |
| well, you don t want to know at all | |
| cold wind blows | |
| cold wind blows | |
| cold wind blows |