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Hannah Aldridge 的热门歌曲
制作
出演艺人
Hannah Aldridge
表演者
Jason Charles Miller
表演者
作曲和作词
Hannah Aldridge
词曲作者
Jason Charles Miller
词曲作者
Randall Clay
词曲作者
歌词
Sometimes the truth is like a rattlesnake
It's best left alone
That's what the Sheriff said
When the headline read
Judge Johnson's son was gone
I was at the church
Helping Poppy with his sermon
On the night he disappeared
Well anybody ask, anybody that's
What you're gunna hear
Some hands don't come clean
Some truths don't come out
Some bones are buried so deep
Some ghosts don't make a sound
Well I was two weeks from taking his name
When he showed up last one night
With bottom shelf on his breath
And a girl you're gunna get it look in his eye
He put his hands around me neck
But he never said a word
And I remember grabbing his .38
Then everything's a blur
Some hands don't come clean
Some truths don't come out
Some bones are buried so deep
Some ghosts don't make a sound
Sunday morning Poppy was preaching
With fresh dirt under his nails
And I can't tell you where the body wound up
But I know his soul's in Hell
There wasn't a sliver of fear on his face
Cause my Grandaddy knew
That Johnson boy's Daddy ain't the judge
He's gotta answer to
Some hands don't come clean
Some truths don't come out
Some bones are buried so deep
Some ghosts don't make a sound
Some hands don't come clean
Some truths don't come out
Some bones are buried so deep
Some ghosts don't make a sound
Written by: Hannah Aldridge, Jason Charles Miller, Randall Clay