Bourbon-Rory Gallagher

[ti:Bourbon] [ar:Rory Gallagher] [al:Original Album Classics] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]Bourbon - Rory Gallagher (罗里·加拉格尔) [00:11.22]Yeah well he's drinking down [00:13.30]The bourbon like it was soda pop [00:15.67]Trying to quell a feeling [00:16.79]He knows ain't gonna stop [00:18.60]He's mortgaged out his blood [00:19.94]For one more chance to breathe [00:22.29] [00:24.53]He had the DT's for breakfast [00:26.20]The shakes till noon [00:27.75]He picked up his bag and left this motel room [00:30.57]His head held high but his heart is on its knees [00:34.74] [00:41.18]Well he packed his guitar and his bar room tan [00:44.15]Gotta get some miles behind him as fast as he can [00:47.24]Another destination [00:48.81]Some place else to play [00:51.08] [00:53.14]Well he left a life behind him [00:54.94]In some old trailer park [00:56.44]They tried to make it work [00:57.62]It was ruined from the start [00:59.46]He had to shake the rust [01:00.71]It became the time to leave [01:03.21] [01:05.00]Yeah [01:05.43] [01:23.08]It's a honky tonk engagement [01:26.07] [01:29.00]But there's no better place to play [01:31.79] [01:35.23]His face feels like a crazy pavement [01:38.23] [01:41.29]It's getting more lined every day [01:45.37] [01:46.25]Well he's gonna write a letter and try to explain [01:49.27]She says he's too old to have these growing pains [01:52.33]But something keeps him moving [01:54.05]Living on through the night [01:55.75] [01:58.31]But as the night approaches [02:00.08]A change is in the air [02:01.64]His heart is pumping fast [02:02.95]He's got no cares [02:04.65]The music befriends him [02:05.67]It can take him anywhere yeah [02:10.51] [02:11.76]It's a honky tonk engagement [02:14.79] [02:17.53]But there's no better place to play [02:20.70] [02:23.70]His mind feels like crazy pavement [02:26.81] [02:29.87]He's getting crazed out every day [02:34.04] [02:34.85]Well he's drinking down the bourbon like it was soda pop [02:38.04]Trying to quell a feeling he knows ain't gonna stop [02:41.04]He's mortgaged out his blood [02:42.48]For one more chance to breathe [02:44.78] [02:47.02]He's had the DT's for breakfast [02:47.96] [02:48.59]The chills till noon [02:49.97]He packed his guitar and left the hotel room [02:53.20]His head held high but his heart is on its knees [02:56.89] [02:58.58]Yeah [02:59.07] [03:10.81]Wow