作词 : Sam Beam 作曲 : Sam Beam Wolves by the road And a bike wheel spinning on a pawn shop wall She leaned on her colored hair Like a butterfly wing in the summer rainfall And the roll on the kitchen floor Some ****** with a pocketful of foreign change Song of the shepherd's dog A pitch in the dark in the ear of the lamb Who was going to try to run away Whoever got that brave? Wolves in the middle of town And the chapel bell ringing through the wind blown trees To wave to the butcher's boy With the parking lot music everybody believes And then out like a dying bird And then he knew in the corner of the penny arcade Song of the shepherd's dog Waiting 'round the jack call the rooster On the rooftop waiting for day And ain't nobody's gonna say Wolves at the end of the bed And a postcard hidden in her winter clothes She beat in the back of a truck To the trailers only trying to find the bullet hole And then run down the canopy rows Some mother and a baby with a cross to nail Song of the shepherd's dog Little brown flea in the bottle of oil For your woolly wild hair You'll never get him out of there
[00:00.000] 作词 : Sam Beam [00:01.000] 作曲 : Sam Beam [00:12.30]Wolves by the road [00:14.5]And a bike wheel spinning on a pawn shop wall [00:17.38]She leaned on her colored hair [00:20.15]Like a butterfly wing in the summer rainfall [00:23.49]And the roll on the kitchen floor [00:26.43]Some ****** with a pocketful of foreign change [00:30.15]Song of the shepherd's dog [00:32.49]A pitch in the dark in the ear of the lamb [00:35.53]Who was going to try to run away [00:40.93]Whoever got that brave? [00:59.77]Wolves in the middle of town [01:01.87]And the chapel bell ringing through the wind blown trees [01:04.54]To wave to the butcher's boy [01:07.22]With the parking lot music everybody believes [01:10.63]And then out like a dying bird [01:13.19]And then he knew in the corner of the penny arcade [01:16.7]Song of the shepherd's dog [01:18.81]Waiting 'round the jack call the rooster [01:22.63]On the rooftop waiting for day [01:27.42]And ain't nobody's gonna say [01:57.57]Wolves at the end of the bed [01:59.74]And a postcard hidden in her winter clothes [02:02.59]She beat in the back of a truck [02:05.15]To the trailers only trying to find the bullet hole [02:08.65]And then run down the canopy rows [02:11.6]Some mother and a baby with a cross to nail [02:14.89]Song of the shepherd's dog [02:16.82]Little brown flea in the bottle of oil [02:20.47]For your woolly wild hair [02:25.81]You'll never get him out of there
