Bellafatima
๐ต 1167 characters
โฑ๏ธ 3:45 duration
๐ ID: 30276275
๐ Lyrics
Her face read like Anna Karenina
She was strong as that old gypsum weed
And oh, she could dance like a blind beggars hand
Just waiting for someone to see
She spoke like a hard night in Beaumont
Carried on like the old Suwannee
And she came along like a ravenous song
So hungry for someone to sing
The days turned like cowards
So swiftly to the hour of need
And I'll be a martyr to whatever
Your heartache will leave
Then I'll slip through your hands like a boy
Born with no name
Her eyes, they were set like a cannon
And boy, they'd blow you away
And she'd cross your mind
Like a cheap box of wine
Where each sip's like a track switch and train
She swore like a dry county welder
She's pry on the side seldom seen
And she could make love like Augusta Road
And just buckle like the bends in a creek
The days turned like cowards
So swiftly to the hour of need
And I'll be a martyr to whatever
Your heartache will leave
Then I'll slip through your hands like a boy
Born with no name
The days turned like cowards
So swiftly to the hour of need
And I'll be a martyr to whatever
Your heartache will leave
Then I'll slip through your hands like a boy
Born with no name
She was strong as that old gypsum weed
And oh, she could dance like a blind beggars hand
Just waiting for someone to see
She spoke like a hard night in Beaumont
Carried on like the old Suwannee
And she came along like a ravenous song
So hungry for someone to sing
The days turned like cowards
So swiftly to the hour of need
And I'll be a martyr to whatever
Your heartache will leave
Then I'll slip through your hands like a boy
Born with no name
Her eyes, they were set like a cannon
And boy, they'd blow you away
And she'd cross your mind
Like a cheap box of wine
Where each sip's like a track switch and train
She swore like a dry county welder
She's pry on the side seldom seen
And she could make love like Augusta Road
And just buckle like the bends in a creek
The days turned like cowards
So swiftly to the hour of need
And I'll be a martyr to whatever
Your heartache will leave
Then I'll slip through your hands like a boy
Born with no name
The days turned like cowards
So swiftly to the hour of need
And I'll be a martyr to whatever
Your heartache will leave
Then I'll slip through your hands like a boy
Born with no name
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:05.60] Her face read like Anna Karenina
[00:10.92] She was strong as that old gypsum weed
[00:17.13] And oh, she could dance like a blind beggars hand
[00:22.88] Just waiting for someone to see
[00:28.67] She spoke like a hard night in Beaumont
[00:34.15] Carried on like the old Suwannee
[00:40.30] And she came along like a ravenous song
[00:45.83] So hungry for someone to sing
[00:51.67] The days turned like cowards
[00:54.16] So swiftly to the hour of need
[01:00.24]
[01:03.25] And I'll be a martyr to whatever
[01:07.23] Your heartache will leave
[01:11.81]
[01:14.35] Then I'll slip through your hands like a boy
[01:19.35] Born with no name
[01:23.69]
[01:26.20] Her eyes, they were set like a cannon
[01:32.06] And boy, they'd blow you away
[01:37.87] And she'd cross your mind
[01:39.91] Like a cheap box of wine
[01:43.18] Where each sip's like a track switch and train
[01:49.25] She swore like a dry county welder
[01:55.01] She's pry on the side seldom seen
[02:00.83] And she could make love like Augusta Road
[02:06.11] And just buckle like the bends in a creek
[02:12.37] The days turned like cowards
[02:14.89] So swiftly to the hour of need
[02:20.91]
[02:23.99] And I'll be a martyr to whatever
[02:27.89] Your heartache will leave
[02:32.47]
[02:35.02] Then I'll slip through your hands like a boy
[02:39.93] Born with no name
[02:44.09]
[03:04.28] The days turned like cowards
[03:06.65] So swiftly to the hour of need
[03:12.76]
[03:15.74] And I'll be a martyr to whatever
[03:19.60] Your heartache will leave
[03:24.30]
[03:26.89] Then I'll slip through your hands like a boy
[03:31.82] Born with no name
[03:35.24]
[00:10.92] She was strong as that old gypsum weed
[00:17.13] And oh, she could dance like a blind beggars hand
[00:22.88] Just waiting for someone to see
[00:28.67] She spoke like a hard night in Beaumont
[00:34.15] Carried on like the old Suwannee
[00:40.30] And she came along like a ravenous song
[00:45.83] So hungry for someone to sing
[00:51.67] The days turned like cowards
[00:54.16] So swiftly to the hour of need
[01:00.24]
[01:03.25] And I'll be a martyr to whatever
[01:07.23] Your heartache will leave
[01:11.81]
[01:14.35] Then I'll slip through your hands like a boy
[01:19.35] Born with no name
[01:23.69]
[01:26.20] Her eyes, they were set like a cannon
[01:32.06] And boy, they'd blow you away
[01:37.87] And she'd cross your mind
[01:39.91] Like a cheap box of wine
[01:43.18] Where each sip's like a track switch and train
[01:49.25] She swore like a dry county welder
[01:55.01] She's pry on the side seldom seen
[02:00.83] And she could make love like Augusta Road
[02:06.11] And just buckle like the bends in a creek
[02:12.37] The days turned like cowards
[02:14.89] So swiftly to the hour of need
[02:20.91]
[02:23.99] And I'll be a martyr to whatever
[02:27.89] Your heartache will leave
[02:32.47]
[02:35.02] Then I'll slip through your hands like a boy
[02:39.93] Born with no name
[02:44.09]
[03:04.28] The days turned like cowards
[03:06.65] So swiftly to the hour of need
[03:12.76]
[03:15.74] And I'll be a martyr to whatever
[03:19.60] Your heartache will leave
[03:24.30]
[03:26.89] Then I'll slip through your hands like a boy
[03:31.82] Born with no name
[03:35.24]