Bellafatima
๐ต 1167 characters
โฑ๏ธ 3:45 duration
๐ ID: 4012135
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
[00:05.47] Her face read like Anna Karenina
[00:10.92] She was strong as that old gypsum weed
[00:17.17] And oh, she could dance like a blind beggars hand
[00:22.62] Just waiting for someone to see
[00:28.46] She spoke like a hard night in Beaumont
[00:33.90] Carried on like the old Suwannee
[00:40.17] And she came along like a ravenous song
[00:45.63] So hungry for someone to sing
[00:51.56] The days turned like cowards
[00:54.46] So swiftly to the hour of need
[01:02.92] And I'll be a martyr to whatever
[01:07.09] Your heartache will leave
[01:14.23] Then I'll slip through your hands like a boy
[01:19.12] Born with no name
[01:26.37] Her eyes, they were set like a cannon
[01:31.92] And boy, they'd blow you away
[01:37.43] And she'd cross your mind
[01:39.84] Like a cheap box of wine
[01:42.93] Where each sip's like a track switch and train
[01:49.19] She swore like a dry county welder
[01:54.89] She's pry on the side seldom seen
[02:00.69] And she could make love like Augusta Road
[02:05.96] And just buckle like the bends in a creek
[02:12.16] The days turned like cowards
[02:14.83] So swiftly to the hour of need
[02:23.84] And I'll be a martyr to whatever
[02:27.64] Your heartache will leave
[02:34.82] Then I'll slip through your hands like a boy
[02:39.87] Born with no name
[02:42.84]
[03:04.08] The days turned like cowards
[03:06.70] So swiftly to the hour of need
[03:15.24] And I'll be a martyr to whatever
[03:19.40] Your heartache will leave
[03:26.57] Then I'll slip through your hands like a boy
[03:31.76] Born with no name
[03:37.57]
[00:10.92] She was strong as that old gypsum weed
[00:17.17] And oh, she could dance like a blind beggars hand
[00:22.62] Just waiting for someone to see
[00:28.46] She spoke like a hard night in Beaumont
[00:33.90] Carried on like the old Suwannee
[00:40.17] And she came along like a ravenous song
[00:45.63] So hungry for someone to sing
[00:51.56] The days turned like cowards
[00:54.46] So swiftly to the hour of need
[01:02.92] And I'll be a martyr to whatever
[01:07.09] Your heartache will leave
[01:14.23] Then I'll slip through your hands like a boy
[01:19.12] Born with no name
[01:26.37] Her eyes, they were set like a cannon
[01:31.92] And boy, they'd blow you away
[01:37.43] And she'd cross your mind
[01:39.84] Like a cheap box of wine
[01:42.93] Where each sip's like a track switch and train
[01:49.19] She swore like a dry county welder
[01:54.89] She's pry on the side seldom seen
[02:00.69] And she could make love like Augusta Road
[02:05.96] And just buckle like the bends in a creek
[02:12.16] The days turned like cowards
[02:14.83] So swiftly to the hour of need
[02:23.84] And I'll be a martyr to whatever
[02:27.64] Your heartache will leave
[02:34.82] Then I'll slip through your hands like a boy
[02:39.87] Born with no name
[02:42.84]
[03:04.08] The days turned like cowards
[03:06.70] So swiftly to the hour of need
[03:15.24] And I'll be a martyr to whatever
[03:19.40] Your heartache will leave
[03:26.57] Then I'll slip through your hands like a boy
[03:31.76] Born with no name
[03:37.57]