| Song | One Man's Shame |
| Artist | William Elliott Whitmore |
| Album | Song of the Blackbird |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Whitmore | |
| Don't alter my altar | |
| don't desecrate my shrine | |
| My church is the water | |
| and my home is underneath the shady pines | |
| Don't underestimate the spine in a poor man's back | |
| when it's against the wall and his future's black | |
| One man's story is another man's shame | |
| I ain't bound for glory, I'm bound for flames | |
| Take to the woods boy, and cover up your tracks | |
| Go away child and don't look back | |
| Sad is the lullaby from a mother's heart and soul | |
| when she knows her child has strayed from the foal | |
| The parish will perish | |
| by death's cruel hand | |
| and finish the job that fate began | |
| All that static in the attic, | |
| that's just an old drunk ghost | |
| His chains are rattlin' but his end is close | |
| Ain't no hell below and ain't no heaven above | |
| I came for the drinks but I stayed for the love |
| zuo ci : Whitmore | |
| Don' t alter my altar | |
| don' t desecrate my shrine | |
| My church is the water | |
| and my home is underneath the shady pines | |
| Don' t underestimate the spine in a poor man' s back | |
| when it' s against the wall and his future' s black | |
| One man' s story is another man' s shame | |
| I ain' t bound for glory, I' m bound for flames | |
| Take to the woods boy, and cover up your tracks | |
| Go away child and don' t look back | |
| Sad is the lullaby from a mother' s heart and soul | |
| when she knows her child has strayed from the foal | |
| The parish will perish | |
| by death' s cruel hand | |
| and finish the job that fate began | |
| All that static in the attic, | |
| that' s just an old drunk ghost | |
| His chains are rattlin' but his end is close | |
| Ain' t no hell below and ain' t no heaven above | |
| I came for the drinks but I stayed for the love |
| zuò cí : Whitmore | |
| Don' t alter my altar | |
| don' t desecrate my shrine | |
| My church is the water | |
| and my home is underneath the shady pines | |
| Don' t underestimate the spine in a poor man' s back | |
| when it' s against the wall and his future' s black | |
| One man' s story is another man' s shame | |
| I ain' t bound for glory, I' m bound for flames | |
| Take to the woods boy, and cover up your tracks | |
| Go away child and don' t look back | |
| Sad is the lullaby from a mother' s heart and soul | |
| when she knows her child has strayed from the foal | |
| The parish will perish | |
| by death' s cruel hand | |
| and finish the job that fate began | |
| All that static in the attic, | |
| that' s just an old drunk ghost | |
| His chains are rattlin' but his end is close | |
| Ain' t no hell below and ain' t no heaven above | |
| I came for the drinks but I stayed for the love |