Thomas Alan Waits je americký písničkář, šansoniér, autor písní a herec. O jeho hlase jeden americký kritik napsal: „ Jako kdyby byl naložený v sudu s bourbonem, potom pár měsíců visel v udírně a nakonec přes něj přejelo auto. “ Gery Graff. Na...
Píseň: Baby Gonna Leave Me
Well I stood on the corner Until my feet got wet I stood by the faucet Till the sink filled up I stood by the window Until the moon came up My baby's bought a ticket Long as my clothes line Na na na na, na-na-na Na na na na My baby went and left me in a '49 Ford Going down the highway in a 49 sword My baby ripped my heart out With every turn of the moon Somebody told me There's never been a rose without a thorn Na na na na, na-na-na Na na na Well I'm just another sad guest On this dark earth And if I was a tree I'd be a cut down tree And if I was a bed I'd be an unmade bed I'll get my 32/20 and it'll have to do Na na na na, na-na-na Na na na na Gone like the wind in the meadow And the rain on the hill You even left your lipstick And your powder and your blush Baby gonna leave me On a Grey Hound bus The stars are melting All across the sky Na na na na, na-na-na Na na na na I let the dog out But he didn't come back Stood on the corner until My feet got wet Baby leave me in a '49 Ford I stood by the window Untill the moon came up Na na na na, na-na-na Na na na na
Real Gone (2004)
12. Baby Gonna Leave Me
