| Song | 'Cause Cheap Is How I Feel |
| Artist | Cowboy Junkies |
| Album | The Caution Horses |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Timmins | |
| It's the kind of night that's so cold when you spit | |
| It freezes before it hits the ground | |
| And when a bum asks for a quarter, you give a dollar | |
| If he's out tonight, he must be truly down | |
| And I'm searching all the windows for a last minute present | |
| To prove to you what | |
| I said was real | |
| For something small and frail, and plastic, baby' | |
| Cause cheap is how | |
| I feelHalf a moon in the sky tonight is bright enough | |
| To come up with an answer | |
| To the question, why is it that every time | |
| I see youMy love grows a little stronger? | |
| But your memory leaves my stomach churnin' | |
| Feelin' like a lie about to be revealed | |
| But I'll horde all this to myself' | |
| Cause cheap is how | |
| I feelIt's not the smell in here that gets to me, it's the lights | |
| I hate the shadows that they cast | |
| And the sound of clinking bottles is the one sure thing | |
| I'll always drag with me from my past | |
| I think I'll find a pair of eyes tonight to fall into | |
| And maybe strike a deal | |
| Your body for my soul, fair swap' | |
| Cause cheap is how | |
| I feel |
| zuo qu : Timmins | |
| It' s the kind of night that' s so cold when you spit | |
| It freezes before it hits the ground | |
| And when a bum asks for a quarter, you give a dollar | |
| If he' s out tonight, he must be truly down | |
| And I' m searching all the windows for a last minute present | |
| To prove to you what | |
| I said was real | |
| For something small and frail, and plastic, baby' | |
| Cause cheap is how | |
| I feelHalf a moon in the sky tonight is bright enough | |
| To come up with an answer | |
| To the question, why is it that every time | |
| I see youMy love grows a little stronger? | |
| But your memory leaves my stomach churnin' | |
| Feelin' like a lie about to be revealed | |
| But I' ll horde all this to myself' | |
| Cause cheap is how | |
| I feelIt' s not the smell in here that gets to me, it' s the lights | |
| I hate the shadows that they cast | |
| And the sound of clinking bottles is the one sure thing | |
| I' ll always drag with me from my past | |
| I think I' ll find a pair of eyes tonight to fall into | |
| And maybe strike a deal | |
| Your body for my soul, fair swap' | |
| Cause cheap is how | |
| I feel |
| zuò qǔ : Timmins | |
| It' s the kind of night that' s so cold when you spit | |
| It freezes before it hits the ground | |
| And when a bum asks for a quarter, you give a dollar | |
| If he' s out tonight, he must be truly down | |
| And I' m searching all the windows for a last minute present | |
| To prove to you what | |
| I said was real | |
| For something small and frail, and plastic, baby' | |
| Cause cheap is how | |
| I feelHalf a moon in the sky tonight is bright enough | |
| To come up with an answer | |
| To the question, why is it that every time | |
| I see youMy love grows a little stronger? | |
| But your memory leaves my stomach churnin' | |
| Feelin' like a lie about to be revealed | |
| But I' ll horde all this to myself' | |
| Cause cheap is how | |
| I feelIt' s not the smell in here that gets to me, it' s the lights | |
| I hate the shadows that they cast | |
| And the sound of clinking bottles is the one sure thing | |
| I' ll always drag with me from my past | |
| I think I' ll find a pair of eyes tonight to fall into | |
| And maybe strike a deal | |
| Your body for my soul, fair swap' | |
| Cause cheap is how | |
| I feel |