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Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds
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Barry Adamson
Barry Adamson
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Mick Harvey
Mick Harvey
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Nick Cave
Nick Cave
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Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds
Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds
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Looka yonder A-looka yonder Looka yonder, a big black cloud come A big black cloud come Here comes to Tupelo, comes to Tupelo Yonder on the horizon, yonder on the horizon Stopped at the mighty river, stopped at the mighty river Sucked the damn thing dry, sucked the damn thing dry (Tupelo) oh, Tupelo In a valley hides a town called Tupelo Well, distant thunder rumble, distant thunder rumble Rumble hungry like the Beast The Beast it cometh, cometh down The Beast it cometh, cometh down The Beast it cometh, cometh down Whoa-whoa-oh, Tupelo bound (Tupelo) yeah, oh Tupelo The Beast it cometh, Tupelo bound Why the hen won't lay no egg? Can't get that cock to crow The nag is spooked and crazy Oh, God help Tupelo Oh, God help Tupelo Oh, God help Tupelo Oh, God help Tupelo You can say these streets are rivers You can call these rivers streets You tell yourself you're dreamin', buddy But no sleep runs this deep No, no sleep runs this deep No, no sleep runs this deep All women at their windows Rain crashing on the pane Writing in the frost Tupelo's shame, Tupelo's shame Tupelo's shame, Tupelo's shame Oh, God help Tupelo Oh, God help Tupelo Oh, God help Tupelo Oh, God help Tupelo Oh, go to sleep, little children The sandman's on his way Oh, go to sleep, little children The sandman's on his way Oh, but the little children know But the little children know They listen to the beating of their blood Listen to the beating of their blood Listen to the beating of their blood Listen to the beating of their blood The sandman's mud The sandman's mud The sandman's mud The sandman's mud And the black rain come down The black rain come down The black rain come down Oh, water, water, everywhere Water, water, everywhere Where no bird can fly, no fish can swim No bird can fly, no fish can swim No fish can swim until the King is born (Tupelo) until the King is born in Tupelo Until the King is born in Tupelo In a clap-board shack with a roof of tin Where the rain first down and leaked within A young mother frozen on a concrete floor With a bottle and a box and a cradle of straw (Tupelo) oh, Tupelo With a bottle and a box and a cradle of straw Well, Saturday gives what Sunday steals And a child is born on his brother's heels Sunday morn the first-born dead In a shoebox tied with a ribbon of red (Tupelo) oh, Tupelo In a shoebox buried with a ribbon of red Oh, mama, rock you little one slow Mama, rock your baby Mama, rock you little one slow God help Tupelo God help Tupelo Mama, rock you little one slow Mama, rock you little one slow The little one will walk on Tupelo The little one will walk on Tupelo Black rain come down, black rain come down Tears obliterate upon a throne Hills obliterate upon a throne Wipe that seat and fan it down Ripped and married and killed away And the King will walk on Tupelo The King will walk on Tupelo (Tupelo) and carry the burden of Tupelo And carry the burden of Tupelo And carry the burden of Tupelo And carry the burden of Tupelo (Tupelo) oh, Tupelo Yeah, the King will walk on Tupelo (Tupelo) Tupelo, Tupelo The King will walk on Tupelo (Tupelo) oh Tupelo, oh Tupelo Yeah, the King will walk on Tupelo (Tupelo) yeah, on Tupelo He carried the burden outta Tupelo (Tupelo) yeah, yeah, Tupelo He carried the burden outta Tupelo (Tupelo) hey, hey, hey, Tupelo He carried the burden outta Tupelo (Tupelo) yeah, yeah, yeah, Tupelo You will reap just what you sow Oh, oh, yeah Oh, Tupelo
Writer(s): Nicholas Edward Cave, Barry Adamson, Michael John Harvey Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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