Gregory Alan Isakov - Big Black Car (slowed + reverb)

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  • Опубликовано: 2 ноя 2024

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  • @leaxr59
    @leaxr59 7 месяцев назад +1

    Love this version! Ty🤍

  • @Askarcher
    @Askarcher 5 месяцев назад +2

    You were a phonograph, I was a kid
    I sat with an ear close, just listening
    I was there when the rain tapped the way down your face
    You were a miracle, I was just holdin' your space
    Well time has a way of throwing it all in your face
    The past, she is haunted, the future is laced
    Heartbreak, you know, drives a big black car
    I swear I was in the back seat, just minding my own
    And through the glass the corn crows come like rain
    They won't stay, they won't stay for too long now
    This could be all that we know of love and all
    Well, you were a dancer and I was a rag
    The song in my head, it was all that I had
    Hope was a letter I never could send
    Well, love was a country we couldn't defend
    Through the carnival we watch them go round and round
    All we knew of home was just a sunset and some clowns, ah-aah
    Well, you were a magazine, I was a Plain Jane
    Just walking the sidewalks and covered in rain
    Love to just get into some of your stories
    Me, all of my Plain Jane glory
    Just me and all of my Plain Jane glory