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Cold Chisel
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Dresden
The morning breeze is off and gone The winding factory streets are clean Old ladies put the kettle on And all-night lechers pause and lean
On gray shop windows, everywhere A deeper hum is in the air Hotel room, drifter leaves no clues
He rides a freight-train out of town And whistles at the icy rime The cattle float like thistle-downs And God is on the edge of time
Somewhere behind a siren wails 更多更详尽歌词 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔镜歌词网 The freight-train soars above the rails The traveler, he's hard as nails As the train sweeps down the line
The salmon season's here to stay And etched into each shoulder-bone The mark of Cain is on display As stone above each measured stone
Old Dresden burns above the breeze The traveler, he's on his knees He's watching sledge-wings dip and play So far above the holy throne, Dresden blues
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