Down Across The Delaware Lyrics
| Song | Down Across The Delaware |
| Artist | James McMurtry |
| Album | Where'D You Hide The Body |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : McMurty | |
| Bills are paid but it makes no difference | |
| To the gods that seem to rule our home | |
| Heat shut off for no known reason | |
| This old building's got a mind of its own | |
| I can tell your footsteps on the stairs from three flights up | |
| I know the jingling of your keys | |
| You won't hear no and you don't look back and you can't slow down | |
| These days you don't have much to say to me. | |
| In another town what would fetch a good living | |
| Here is barely hand to mouth | |
| So I'm going out and get a U-Haul trailer | |
| Drag it down the turnpike south | |
| Where the Garden State gives way to the real world | |
| Falls away in the rearview mirror | |
| We'll mend our wounds and wait out the winter | |
| Down across the Delaware | |
| We get along in a manner of speaking | |
| We barely have to speak at all | |
| Small talk over take-out pizza | |
| Silently passing in the hall | |
| Post-It notes... and opposite shifts | |
| Once in a blue moon we'll wake up in the same room | |
| Thankful for these thy many gifts | |
| We run by night, we live it and breathe it | |
| We're the best of the best and I just don't care | |
| I'll mend my wounds and wait out the winter | |
| Down across the Delaware | |
| And I'll see you in the spring | |
| When the chill don't cut so deep | |
| I'll be back around to give this town another crack at me. | |
| I heard a voice today I swore I knew | |
| From somewhere down in the southern sticks | |
| I turned around to see some ragged stranger | |
| Bummin change on the uptown six | |
| And I froze like a stone | |
| Could I ever get that low? | |
| Turned my face to the window | |
| There by the grace of God I go | |
| Where the Garden State gives way to the real world | |
| Falls away in the rearview mirror | |
| I'll mend my wounds and wait out the winter | |
| Down across the Delaware |
| zuo ci : McMurty | |
| Bills are paid but it makes no difference | |
| To the gods that seem to rule our home | |
| Heat shut off for no known reason | |
| This old building' s got a mind of its own | |
| I can tell your footsteps on the stairs from three flights up | |
| I know the jingling of your keys | |
| You won' t hear no and you don' t look back and you can' t slow down | |
| These days you don' t have much to say to me. | |
| In another town what would fetch a good living | |
| Here is barely hand to mouth | |
| So I' m going out and get a UHaul trailer | |
| Drag it down the turnpike south | |
| Where the Garden State gives way to the real world | |
| Falls away in the rearview mirror | |
| We' ll mend our wounds and wait out the winter | |
| Down across the Delaware | |
| We get along in a manner of speaking | |
| We barely have to speak at all | |
| Small talk over takeout pizza | |
| Silently passing in the hall | |
| PostIt notes... and opposite shifts | |
| Once in a blue moon we' ll wake up in the same room | |
| Thankful for these thy many gifts | |
| We run by night, we live it and breathe it | |
| We' re the best of the best and I just don' t care | |
| I' ll mend my wounds and wait out the winter | |
| Down across the Delaware | |
| And I' ll see you in the spring | |
| When the chill don' t cut so deep | |
| I' ll be back around to give this town another crack at me. | |
| I heard a voice today I swore I knew | |
| From somewhere down in the southern sticks | |
| I turned around to see some ragged stranger | |
| Bummin change on the uptown six | |
| And I froze like a stone | |
| Could I ever get that low? | |
| Turned my face to the window | |
| There by the grace of God I go | |
| Where the Garden State gives way to the real world | |
| Falls away in the rearview mirror | |
| I' ll mend my wounds and wait out the winter | |
| Down across the Delaware |
| zuò cí : McMurty | |
| Bills are paid but it makes no difference | |
| To the gods that seem to rule our home | |
| Heat shut off for no known reason | |
| This old building' s got a mind of its own | |
| I can tell your footsteps on the stairs from three flights up | |
| I know the jingling of your keys | |
| You won' t hear no and you don' t look back and you can' t slow down | |
| These days you don' t have much to say to me. | |
| In another town what would fetch a good living | |
| Here is barely hand to mouth | |
| So I' m going out and get a UHaul trailer | |
| Drag it down the turnpike south | |
| Where the Garden State gives way to the real world | |
| Falls away in the rearview mirror | |
| We' ll mend our wounds and wait out the winter | |
| Down across the Delaware | |
| We get along in a manner of speaking | |
| We barely have to speak at all | |
| Small talk over takeout pizza | |
| Silently passing in the hall | |
| PostIt notes... and opposite shifts | |
| Once in a blue moon we' ll wake up in the same room | |
| Thankful for these thy many gifts | |
| We run by night, we live it and breathe it | |
| We' re the best of the best and I just don' t care | |
| I' ll mend my wounds and wait out the winter | |
| Down across the Delaware | |
| And I' ll see you in the spring | |
| When the chill don' t cut so deep | |
| I' ll be back around to give this town another crack at me. | |
| I heard a voice today I swore I knew | |
| From somewhere down in the southern sticks | |
| I turned around to see some ragged stranger | |
| Bummin change on the uptown six | |
| And I froze like a stone | |
| Could I ever get that low? | |
| Turned my face to the window | |
| There by the grace of God I go | |
| Where the Garden State gives way to the real world | |
| Falls away in the rearview mirror | |
| I' ll mend my wounds and wait out the winter | |
| Down across the Delaware |
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