Folklore Lyrics
von Whiskeytown
In 'Folklore' von Whiskeytown reflektiert der Sänger Ryan Adams über die Erinnerungen seiner Kindheit und die Art und We... weiterlesen
Open window by the bed
Used to sound of moaning trains
I had a blanket of my own
That I would share now and again
I had a police car
Had a fire truck and things
I didn't like it much
First time they came after me
But it's all just folklore now
It's washed out in blood and memories
Yeah it's all just folklore now
That's all i'll ever let it be.
My momma used to cry little girl
She'd cry and everybody'd leave
The kitchen led to the back porch
Back porch led to fenced in trees.
I had a police car
Had a fire truck and things
I had a flat tire on my bicycle
That I wished could grow some wings.
When it's all just folklore now
It's washed out in blood and memories
Yeah it's all just folklore now
That's all i'll ever let it be
Used to sound of moaning trains
I had a blanket of my own
That I would share now and again
I had a police car
Had a fire truck and things
I didn't like it much
First time they came after me
But it's all just folklore now
It's washed out in blood and memories
Yeah it's all just folklore now
That's all i'll ever let it be.
My momma used to cry little girl
She'd cry and everybody'd leave
The kitchen led to the back porch
Back porch led to fenced in trees.
I had a police car
Had a fire truck and things
I had a flat tire on my bicycle
That I wished could grow some wings.
When it's all just folklore now
It's washed out in blood and memories
Yeah it's all just folklore now
That's all i'll ever let it be
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In 'Folklore' von Whiskeytown reflektiert der Sänger Ryan Adams über die Erinnerungen seiner Kindheit und die Art und Weise, wie diese Erinnerungen vo... weiterlesen
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