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Winter Song

アーティスト:Bruce Springsteen  アルバム:Other Releases 

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From their northeast source the sour wind roars Bear gifts fresh from the valley waters. Hallow echoes strip Pennsylvania mountain walls With their corsets and their old Betsy ruffles And their slips with pearly white. They stand bulging up against the screen door, And bid you "Good night." Summer's sweet and she brings me water, But give me Winter, that old icy whore. While Summer lies meek and follows orders, Winter cries "Me!" and pulls you through the door. The limp milk tramp cries metal-flake tears. They drip like honey down the (soot?) of Momma's leg. He lay watchin' a moth eat a hole in his cloth. He'll ask, but he don't beg. Said I'd like to the mademoiselle Who holds the keys to all these doors around her waist


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