Crow Jane - Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds
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Crow Jane Lyrics
Crow Jane, Crow Jane
Crow Jane, Crow Jane
Crow Jane, ah hah huhWell, horrors in her head
That her tongue dare not name
She lives 'lone by the river
The rolling rivers of painCrow Jane, Crow Jane
Crow Jane, ah hah huhThere is one shining eye on a hard-hat
The company closed down the mine
Winking on the waters they came
Well, twenty hard-hats and twenty eyesAnd in her clapboard shack, man
Only six foot by five
Oh well, they killed all her whiskey
And poured their pistols dryCrow Jane, Crow Jane
Crow Jane, ah hah huhSeems you've remembered
How to sleep, how to sleep
Your house dogs are in the turnips
And your yard dogs are running all over the streetCrow Jane, Crow Jane
Ah, Crow Jane, ah hah huh"O Mr. Smith and Mr. Wesson
Oh, why you close up shop so late?"
With just fitted out a girl who looked like a bird
Measured .32, .44, .38I asked that girl which road she was taking
She said she's walking the road of hate
But she hopped on a coal-trolley up to the New Town
Of population, 48Crow Jane, Crow Jane
Crow Jane, ah hah huhYour guns are drunk and smoking
They've followed you right back to your gate
Laughing all the way home from the New Town
Of population, now 28Crow Jane, Crow Jane
Ah, Crow Jane, ah hah huh
Ah hah huh, ah hah huh
Ah hah huh, ah hah huh, ah hah huh