Rock, Salt and Nails
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โฑ๏ธ 4:59 duration
๐ ID: 9380253
๐ Lyrics
On the banks of the river
Where the willow hangs down
On the wild washing waters
Low mourning sound
Down in the hollow
Where the water runs cold
It was there I first listened
To the lies that you told
Levon Helm: Now I lie on my bed
And I see your sweet face
The past I remember
Time can't erase
The letter you wrote me
Was written in shame
And I know that your conscience
Still echoes my name
Now the nights are so alone
And my sorrow runs deep
And nothing is worse for you and me
One more night without sleep
I woke up alone
I take a look at my sky
Too empty to sing
Too lonely to cry
If you ladies were blackbirds
And you ladies were thrushes
I'd lie there for hours
In them cold chilly marshes
But if ladies were squirrels
With them high bushy tails
I'd fill up my shotgun
With rock, salt and nails
If you ladies were squirrels
With them high bushy tails
I would load up my shotgun
With rock, salt and nails
If you ladies were squirrels
With high bushy tails
I'd fill up my shotgun
With rock, salt and nails
I'd fill up my shotgun
With rock, salt and nails
Fill up my shotgun
With rock, salt and nails
Fill up my shotgun
With rock, salt and nails
Where the willow hangs down
On the wild washing waters
Low mourning sound
Down in the hollow
Where the water runs cold
It was there I first listened
To the lies that you told
Levon Helm: Now I lie on my bed
And I see your sweet face
The past I remember
Time can't erase
The letter you wrote me
Was written in shame
And I know that your conscience
Still echoes my name
Now the nights are so alone
And my sorrow runs deep
And nothing is worse for you and me
One more night without sleep
I woke up alone
I take a look at my sky
Too empty to sing
Too lonely to cry
If you ladies were blackbirds
And you ladies were thrushes
I'd lie there for hours
In them cold chilly marshes
But if ladies were squirrels
With them high bushy tails
I'd fill up my shotgun
With rock, salt and nails
If you ladies were squirrels
With them high bushy tails
I would load up my shotgun
With rock, salt and nails
If you ladies were squirrels
With high bushy tails
I'd fill up my shotgun
With rock, salt and nails
I'd fill up my shotgun
With rock, salt and nails
Fill up my shotgun
With rock, salt and nails
Fill up my shotgun
With rock, salt and nails
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:21.65] On the banks of the river
[00:26.26] Where the willow hangs down
[00:31.36] On the wild washing waters
[00:37.45] Low mourning sound
[00:43.56] Down in the hollow
[00:48.72] Where the water runs cold
[00:54.49] It was there I first listened
[00:59.13] To the lies that you told
[01:05.75] Levon Helm: Now I lie on my bed
[01:11.24] And I see your sweet face
[01:17.18] The past I remember
[01:22.73] Time can't erase
[01:28.32] The letter you wrote me
[01:33.84] Was written in shame
[01:39.40] And I know that your conscience
[01:44.98] Still echoes my name
[01:50.67] Now the nights are so alone
[01:55.92] And my sorrow runs deep
[02:01.93] And nothing is worse for you and me
[02:06.72] One more night without sleep
[02:12.81] I woke up alone
[02:17.79] I take a look at my sky
[02:24.31] Too empty to sing
[02:29.43] Too lonely to cry
[02:35.07] If you ladies were blackbirds
[02:40.75] And you ladies were thrushes
[02:46.22] I'd lie there for hours
[02:51.62] In them cold chilly marshes
[02:56.98] But if ladies were squirrels
[03:02.39] With them high bushy tails
[03:08.20] I'd fill up my shotgun
[03:13.33] With rock, salt and nails
[03:19.16] If you ladies were squirrels
[03:24.56] With them high bushy tails
[03:30.79] I would load up my shotgun
[03:36.62] With rock, salt and nails
[03:41.78] If you ladies were squirrels
[03:45.38] With high bushy tails
[03:51.96] I'd fill up my shotgun
[03:57.53] With rock, salt and nails
[04:03.33] I'd fill up my shotgun
[04:08.14] With rock, salt and nails
[04:14.47] Fill up my shotgun
[04:19.55] With rock, salt and nails
[04:25.19] Fill up my shotgun
[04:30.38] With rock, salt and nails
[04:47.63]
[00:26.26] Where the willow hangs down
[00:31.36] On the wild washing waters
[00:37.45] Low mourning sound
[00:43.56] Down in the hollow
[00:48.72] Where the water runs cold
[00:54.49] It was there I first listened
[00:59.13] To the lies that you told
[01:05.75] Levon Helm: Now I lie on my bed
[01:11.24] And I see your sweet face
[01:17.18] The past I remember
[01:22.73] Time can't erase
[01:28.32] The letter you wrote me
[01:33.84] Was written in shame
[01:39.40] And I know that your conscience
[01:44.98] Still echoes my name
[01:50.67] Now the nights are so alone
[01:55.92] And my sorrow runs deep
[02:01.93] And nothing is worse for you and me
[02:06.72] One more night without sleep
[02:12.81] I woke up alone
[02:17.79] I take a look at my sky
[02:24.31] Too empty to sing
[02:29.43] Too lonely to cry
[02:35.07] If you ladies were blackbirds
[02:40.75] And you ladies were thrushes
[02:46.22] I'd lie there for hours
[02:51.62] In them cold chilly marshes
[02:56.98] But if ladies were squirrels
[03:02.39] With them high bushy tails
[03:08.20] I'd fill up my shotgun
[03:13.33] With rock, salt and nails
[03:19.16] If you ladies were squirrels
[03:24.56] With them high bushy tails
[03:30.79] I would load up my shotgun
[03:36.62] With rock, salt and nails
[03:41.78] If you ladies were squirrels
[03:45.38] With high bushy tails
[03:51.96] I'd fill up my shotgun
[03:57.53] With rock, salt and nails
[04:03.33] I'd fill up my shotgun
[04:08.14] With rock, salt and nails
[04:14.47] Fill up my shotgun
[04:19.55] With rock, salt and nails
[04:25.19] Fill up my shotgun
[04:30.38] With rock, salt and nails
[04:47.63]