Lirik Lagu Black Cowboys - Bruce Springsteen
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TIPS PENCARIAN LIRIK FAVORIT ANDA
ANDA MENGETAHUI JUDUL DAN NAMA PENYANYI
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- dapat juga dengan mengeklik menu A B C D.., lalu cari berdasarkan nama artis. Yovie dimulai dengan Y, klik Y. Lihat daftar lagu, dan dapatkan yang Anda cari.
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Tanpamu tiada berarti
Tak mampu lagi berdiri
Cahaya kasihmu menuntunku
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- Hindari kata-kata yang berkemungkinan memiliki ada dua versi atau lebih. Misal: tanpamu dapat ditulis tanpa mu.
TETAP TIDAK DAPAT MENEMUKAN LIRIK YANG ANDA CARI
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- Bila masih tidak dapat menemukan lirik yang Anda cari, mungkin kami bisa membantu Anda. Silakan menghubungi kami.
Raney William's playground was among Haven's streetsWhere he ran past melted candles and flower wreathsNames and photos of the young black facesWhose death and blood consecrated these places
Raney's mother said Raney stay at my sideFor you are my blessing, you are my prideIt's your love here that keeps my soul aliveI want you to come home from school and stay inside
Raney'd do his work and put his books awayThere was a channel showed a Western movie everydayAnd that brought him home books on the black cowboys of the Oklahoma rangeThe Seminole scouts that fought the tribes of the Great Plains
Summer come and the days grew longRaney always had his mother's smile to depend onAlong the street of stray bullets he made his wayTo the warmth of her arms at the end of each day
Come the Fall, the rain flooded these homesIn Ezekiel's valley of dry bonesIt fell hard and dark to the groundIt fell without a sound
And they took up with a man whose business was the boulevardWhose smile was fixed in a face that was never off guardIn the pipes 'neath the kitchen sink his secrets are keptIn the day, behind drawn curtains in the next bedroom he slept
And she got lost in the daysThe smile Raney depended on dusted awayThe arms that held him were no more his ownHe lay at night his head pressed to her chest listening to the ghost in her bones
In the kitchen, Raney slipped his hand between the pipesFrom a brown bag pulled five hundred dollar bills and stuck it in his coat sideStood in the dark at his mother's bedBrushed her hair and kissed her eyes
In the twilight Raney walked to the station on streets of stoneThrough Pennsylvania and Ohio his train drifted onThrough the small towns of Indiana the big train creptAs he lay his head back on his seat and slept
He woke and the towns gave way to muddy fields of greenCorn and cotton and endless nothing in betweenOver the rutted hills of Oklahoma the red sun slipped and was goneThe moon rose and stripped the earth to its bone
Raney's mother said Raney stay at my sideFor you are my blessing, you are my prideIt's your love here that keeps my soul aliveI want you to come home from school and stay inside
Raney'd do his work and put his books awayThere was a channel showed a Western movie everydayAnd that brought him home books on the black cowboys of the Oklahoma rangeThe Seminole scouts that fought the tribes of the Great Plains
Summer come and the days grew longRaney always had his mother's smile to depend onAlong the street of stray bullets he made his wayTo the warmth of her arms at the end of each day
Come the Fall, the rain flooded these homesIn Ezekiel's valley of dry bonesIt fell hard and dark to the groundIt fell without a sound
And they took up with a man whose business was the boulevardWhose smile was fixed in a face that was never off guardIn the pipes 'neath the kitchen sink his secrets are keptIn the day, behind drawn curtains in the next bedroom he slept
And she got lost in the daysThe smile Raney depended on dusted awayThe arms that held him were no more his ownHe lay at night his head pressed to her chest listening to the ghost in her bones
In the kitchen, Raney slipped his hand between the pipesFrom a brown bag pulled five hundred dollar bills and stuck it in his coat sideStood in the dark at his mother's bedBrushed her hair and kissed her eyes
In the twilight Raney walked to the station on streets of stoneThrough Pennsylvania and Ohio his train drifted onThrough the small towns of Indiana the big train creptAs he lay his head back on his seat and slept
He woke and the towns gave way to muddy fields of greenCorn and cotton and endless nothing in betweenOver the rutted hills of Oklahoma the red sun slipped and was goneThe moon rose and stripped the earth to its bone
