July, July!
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โฑ๏ธ 2:53 duration
๐ ID: 341488
๐ Lyrics
There is a road that meets the road that goes to my house
And how it green grows there
And we've got special boots to beat the path to my house
And it's careful, and it's careful when I'm there
And I say your uncle was a crooked French-Canadian
And he was gut-shot running gin
And how his guts were all suspended in his fingers
And how he held 'em
How he held 'em, held 'em in
And the water rolls down the drain (water rolls down the drain)
The water rolls down the drain (water rolls down)
Oh, what a lonely thing
In a lonely drain
July, July, July
Never seemed so strange
July, July, July
Never seemed so, it never seemed so strange
This is the story of the road that goes to my house
And what ghosts there do remain
And all the troughs that run the length and breadth of my house
And the chickens, how they rattle chicken chains
And we'll remember this when we are old and ancient
Though the specifics might be vague
And I'll say your camisole was a sprightly light magenta
When in fact it was a nappy blueish grey
And the water rolls down the drain (water rolls down the drain)
The blood rolls down the drain (blood rolls down the drain)
Oh, what a lonely thing
In a blood red drain
July, July, July
Never seemed so strange
July, July, July
Never seemed so, it never seemed so strange
It never seemed so strange
It never seemed so strange
It never seemed so stra-ay-ay-ay-ay-ay-ay-ange
And how it green grows there
And we've got special boots to beat the path to my house
And it's careful, and it's careful when I'm there
And I say your uncle was a crooked French-Canadian
And he was gut-shot running gin
And how his guts were all suspended in his fingers
And how he held 'em
How he held 'em, held 'em in
And the water rolls down the drain (water rolls down the drain)
The water rolls down the drain (water rolls down)
Oh, what a lonely thing
In a lonely drain
July, July, July
Never seemed so strange
July, July, July
Never seemed so, it never seemed so strange
This is the story of the road that goes to my house
And what ghosts there do remain
And all the troughs that run the length and breadth of my house
And the chickens, how they rattle chicken chains
And we'll remember this when we are old and ancient
Though the specifics might be vague
And I'll say your camisole was a sprightly light magenta
When in fact it was a nappy blueish grey
And the water rolls down the drain (water rolls down the drain)
The blood rolls down the drain (blood rolls down the drain)
Oh, what a lonely thing
In a blood red drain
July, July, July
Never seemed so strange
July, July, July
Never seemed so, it never seemed so strange
It never seemed so strange
It never seemed so strange
It never seemed so stra-ay-ay-ay-ay-ay-ay-ange
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:08.19] There is a road that meets the road that goes to my house
[00:12.47] And how it green grows there
[00:16.26] And we've got special boots to beat the path to my house
[00:19.53] And it's careful, and it's careful when I'm there
[00:23.65] And I say your uncle was a crooked French-Canadian
[00:28.04] And he was gut-shot running gin
[00:31.83] And how his guts were all suspended in his fingers
[00:35.08] And how he held 'em
[00:36.49] How he held 'em, held 'em in
[00:39.11] And the water rolls down the drain (water rolls down the drain)
[00:43.34] The water rolls down the drain (water rolls down)
[00:46.40] Oh, what a lonely thing
[00:50.98] In a lonely drain
[00:55.96] July, July, July
[01:00.08] Never seemed so strange
[01:03.88] July, July, July
[01:07.94] Never seemed so, it never seemed so strange
[01:14.52]
[01:21.50] This is the story of the road that goes to my house
[01:25.53] And what ghosts there do remain
[01:29.40] And all the troughs that run the length and breadth of my house
[01:32.63] And the chickens, how they rattle chicken chains
[01:37.33] And we'll remember this when we are old and ancient
[01:41.25] Though the specifics might be vague
[01:45.34] And I'll say your camisole was a sprightly light magenta
[01:48.41] When in fact it was a nappy blueish grey
[01:52.67] And the water rolls down the drain (water rolls down the drain)
[01:56.89] The blood rolls down the drain (blood rolls down the drain)
[01:59.87] Oh, what a lonely thing
[02:04.30] In a blood red drain
[02:09.38] July, July, July
[02:13.16] Never seemed so strange
[02:17.09] July, July, July
[02:21.24] Never seemed so, it never seemed so strange
[02:26.83] It never seemed so strange
[02:30.92] It never seemed so strange
[02:35.08] It never seemed so stra-ay-ay-ay-ay-ay-ay-ange
[02:43.68]
[00:12.47] And how it green grows there
[00:16.26] And we've got special boots to beat the path to my house
[00:19.53] And it's careful, and it's careful when I'm there
[00:23.65] And I say your uncle was a crooked French-Canadian
[00:28.04] And he was gut-shot running gin
[00:31.83] And how his guts were all suspended in his fingers
[00:35.08] And how he held 'em
[00:36.49] How he held 'em, held 'em in
[00:39.11] And the water rolls down the drain (water rolls down the drain)
[00:43.34] The water rolls down the drain (water rolls down)
[00:46.40] Oh, what a lonely thing
[00:50.98] In a lonely drain
[00:55.96] July, July, July
[01:00.08] Never seemed so strange
[01:03.88] July, July, July
[01:07.94] Never seemed so, it never seemed so strange
[01:14.52]
[01:21.50] This is the story of the road that goes to my house
[01:25.53] And what ghosts there do remain
[01:29.40] And all the troughs that run the length and breadth of my house
[01:32.63] And the chickens, how they rattle chicken chains
[01:37.33] And we'll remember this when we are old and ancient
[01:41.25] Though the specifics might be vague
[01:45.34] And I'll say your camisole was a sprightly light magenta
[01:48.41] When in fact it was a nappy blueish grey
[01:52.67] And the water rolls down the drain (water rolls down the drain)
[01:56.89] The blood rolls down the drain (blood rolls down the drain)
[01:59.87] Oh, what a lonely thing
[02:04.30] In a blood red drain
[02:09.38] July, July, July
[02:13.16] Never seemed so strange
[02:17.09] July, July, July
[02:21.24] Never seemed so, it never seemed so strange
[02:26.83] It never seemed so strange
[02:30.92] It never seemed so strange
[02:35.08] It never seemed so stra-ay-ay-ay-ay-ay-ay-ange
[02:43.68]