Old Red Eyes Is Back Lyrics
| Song | Old Red Eyes Is Back |
| Artist | The Beautiful South |
| Album | Carry On Up The Charts |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:00.00] | 作曲 : Paul Heaton & Dave Rotheray |
| [00:12.73] | Old Red eyes is back |
| [00:15.67] | Red from the night before the night before |
| [00:19.42] | |
| [00:21.93] | Walked into the wrong bar walked into a door |
| [00:25.06] | |
| [00:26.24] | Old Red's in town |
| [00:27.62] | |
| [00:28.74] | And sitting late at night he doesn't make a sound |
| [00:32.43] | |
| [00:34.24] | Just adding to the winkles on his deathly frown |
| [00:38.93] | |
| [00:39.87] | They're only red from all the tears that I should've shed |
| [00:44.87] | |
| [00:46.31] | They're only red from all the women that I could've wed |
| [00:50.74] | |
| [00:52.56] | So when you look into these eyes I hope you realise |
| [00:58.68] | They could never be blue |
| [01:00.05] | |
| [01:01.56] | They could never be blue |
| [01:02.99] | |
| [01:04.99] | They could never be blue |
| [01:06.56] | |
| [01:08.37] | They could never be blue |
| [01:09.43] | |
| [01:11.62] | Listen up Old Red |
| [01:12.56] | |
| [01:14.74] | You never listened to a word the doctor said |
| [01:17.99] | |
| [01:20.06] | He tould you if you drank another you'd be dead |
| [01:23.73] | |
| [01:25.10] | Old Red Eyes is back |
| [01:26.41] | |
| [01:27.16] | His shoulders ache all over and his brain is sore |
| [01:31.04] | |
| [01:33.04] | He pours a drink and listens to his body thaw |
| [01:36.98] | |
| [01:38.66] | They're only red from all the thoughts unused inside my head |
| [01:42.72] | |
| [01:44.60] | They're only red from all the things I could have done instead |
| [01:48.91] | |
| [01:50.98] | So when you look into these eyes I hope you realise |
| [01:56.23] | |
| [01:57.29] | They could never be blue |
| [02:00.35] | They never could be blue |
| [02:03.73] | They could never be blue |
| [02:05.10] | |
| [02:06.42] | They could never be blue |
| [02:08.98] | |
| [02:11.92] | Blue is a streetr without an end |
| [02:14.98] | |
| [02:17.85] | Red is the colour of my hell |
| [02:22.54] | |
| [02:24.29] | Blue is a greeting from a friend |
| [02:27.48] | |
| [02:30.85] | Red is the colour of farewell |
| [02:34.17] | |
| [02:40.29] | Old Red he died |
| [02:41.54] | |
| [02:43.23] | And every single landlord in the district cried |
| [02:47.67] | |
| [02:48.48] | An empty bottle of whisky laying by his side |
| [02:52.92] | |
| [02:53.92] | A lazy little tear running from each eye |
| [02:58.98] | |
| [02:59.98] | They could never be blue |
| [03:01.85] | |
| [03:02.54] | They could never be blue |
| [03:03.98] | |
| [03:05.92] | They could never be blue |
| [03:08.29] | |
| [03:09.16] | They could never be blue |
| [00:00.00] | zuo qu : Paul Heaton Dave Rotheray |
| [00:12.73] | Old Red eyes is back |
| [00:15.67] | Red from the night before the night before |
| [00:19.42] | |
| [00:21.93] | Walked into the wrong bar walked into a door |
| [00:25.06] | |
| [00:26.24] | Old Red' s in town |
| [00:27.62] | |
| [00:28.74] | And sitting late at night he doesn' t make a sound |
| [00:32.43] | |
| [00:34.24] | Just adding to the winkles on his deathly frown |
| [00:38.93] | |
| [00:39.87] | They' re only red from all the tears that I should' ve shed |
| [00:44.87] | |
| [00:46.31] | They' re only red from all the women that I could' ve wed |
| [00:50.74] | |
| [00:52.56] | So when you look into these eyes I hope you realise |
| [00:58.68] | They could never be blue |
| [01:00.05] | |
| [01:01.56] | They could never be blue |
| [01:02.99] | |
| [01:04.99] | They could never be blue |
| [01:06.56] | |
| [01:08.37] | They could never be blue |
| [01:09.43] | |
| [01:11.62] | Listen up Old Red |
| [01:12.56] | |
| [01:14.74] | You never listened to a word the doctor said |
| [01:17.99] | |
| [01:20.06] | He tould you if you drank another you' d be dead |
| [01:23.73] | |
| [01:25.10] | Old Red Eyes is back |
| [01:26.41] | |
| [01:27.16] | His shoulders ache all over and his brain is sore |
| [01:31.04] | |
| [01:33.04] | He pours a drink and listens to his body thaw |
| [01:36.98] | |
| [01:38.66] | They' re only red from all the thoughts unused inside my head |
| [01:42.72] | |
| [01:44.60] | They' re only red from all the things I could have done instead |
| [01:48.91] | |
| [01:50.98] | So when you look into these eyes I hope you realise |
| [01:56.23] | |
| [01:57.29] | They could never be blue |
| [02:00.35] | They never could be blue |
| [02:03.73] | They could never be blue |
| [02:05.10] | |
| [02:06.42] | They could never be blue |
| [02:08.98] | |
| [02:11.92] | Blue is a streetr without an end |
| [02:14.98] | |
| [02:17.85] | Red is the colour of my hell |
| [02:22.54] | |
| [02:24.29] | Blue is a greeting from a friend |
| [02:27.48] | |
| [02:30.85] | Red is the colour of farewell |
| [02:34.17] | |
| [02:40.29] | Old Red he died |
| [02:41.54] | |
| [02:43.23] | And every single landlord in the district cried |
| [02:47.67] | |
| [02:48.48] | An empty bottle of whisky laying by his side |
| [02:52.92] | |
| [02:53.92] | A lazy little tear running from each eye |
| [02:58.98] | |
| [02:59.98] | They could never be blue |
| [03:01.85] | |
| [03:02.54] | They could never be blue |
| [03:03.98] | |
| [03:05.92] | They could never be blue |
| [03:08.29] | |
| [03:09.16] | They could never be blue |
| [00:00.00] | zuò qǔ : Paul Heaton Dave Rotheray |
| [00:12.73] | Old Red eyes is back |
| [00:15.67] | Red from the night before the night before |
| [00:19.42] | |
| [00:21.93] | Walked into the wrong bar walked into a door |
| [00:25.06] | |
| [00:26.24] | Old Red' s in town |
| [00:27.62] | |
| [00:28.74] | And sitting late at night he doesn' t make a sound |
| [00:32.43] | |
| [00:34.24] | Just adding to the winkles on his deathly frown |
| [00:38.93] | |
| [00:39.87] | They' re only red from all the tears that I should' ve shed |
| [00:44.87] | |
| [00:46.31] | They' re only red from all the women that I could' ve wed |
| [00:50.74] | |
| [00:52.56] | So when you look into these eyes I hope you realise |
| [00:58.68] | They could never be blue |
| [01:00.05] | |
| [01:01.56] | They could never be blue |
| [01:02.99] | |
| [01:04.99] | They could never be blue |
| [01:06.56] | |
| [01:08.37] | They could never be blue |
| [01:09.43] | |
| [01:11.62] | Listen up Old Red |
| [01:12.56] | |
| [01:14.74] | You never listened to a word the doctor said |
| [01:17.99] | |
| [01:20.06] | He tould you if you drank another you' d be dead |
| [01:23.73] | |
| [01:25.10] | Old Red Eyes is back |
| [01:26.41] | |
| [01:27.16] | His shoulders ache all over and his brain is sore |
| [01:31.04] | |
| [01:33.04] | He pours a drink and listens to his body thaw |
| [01:36.98] | |
| [01:38.66] | They' re only red from all the thoughts unused inside my head |
| [01:42.72] | |
| [01:44.60] | They' re only red from all the things I could have done instead |
| [01:48.91] | |
| [01:50.98] | So when you look into these eyes I hope you realise |
| [01:56.23] | |
| [01:57.29] | They could never be blue |
| [02:00.35] | They never could be blue |
| [02:03.73] | They could never be blue |
| [02:05.10] | |
| [02:06.42] | They could never be blue |
| [02:08.98] | |
| [02:11.92] | Blue is a streetr without an end |
| [02:14.98] | |
| [02:17.85] | Red is the colour of my hell |
| [02:22.54] | |
| [02:24.29] | Blue is a greeting from a friend |
| [02:27.48] | |
| [02:30.85] | Red is the colour of farewell |
| [02:34.17] | |
| [02:40.29] | Old Red he died |
| [02:41.54] | |
| [02:43.23] | And every single landlord in the district cried |
| [02:47.67] | |
| [02:48.48] | An empty bottle of whisky laying by his side |
| [02:52.92] | |
| [02:53.92] | A lazy little tear running from each eye |
| [02:58.98] | |
| [02:59.98] | They could never be blue |
| [03:01.85] | |
| [03:02.54] | They could never be blue |
| [03:03.98] | |
| [03:05.92] | They could never be blue |
| [03:08.29] | |
| [03:09.16] | They could never be blue |
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