收听 Tom Waits 的 Jockey Full of Bourbon

Jockey Full of Bourbon

Tom Waits

摇滚

Apple Music Note

播放完整歌曲

概览

歌词

音乐视频

音乐视频

制作

出演艺人

Tom Waits

声乐

Larry Taylor

低音提琴

Marc Ribot

吉他

Michael Blair

打击乐

Ralph Carney

低音萨克斯管

Stephen Taylor Arvizu Hodges

Stephen Taylor Arvizu Hodges

鼓

作曲和作词

Tom Waits

词曲作者

Kathleen Brennan

Kathleen Brennan

词曲作者

制作和工程

Tom Waits

制作人

Robert Musso

混音工程师

Howie Weinberg

原版母带工程师

Dennis Ferrante

Dennis Ferrante

助理录音工程师

Tom Gonzalez

助理混音工程师

Chris Bellman@Bernie Grundman Mastering Hollywood C.A.

Chris Bellman@Bernie Grundman Mastering Hollywood C.A.

母带工程师

Jeff Lippay

助理混音工程师

Kathleen Brennan

Kathleen Brennan

制作人

歌词

[Verse 1]

Edna Million in a drop dead suit

Dutch Pink on a down town train

Two dollar pistol but the gun won't shoot

I'm in the corner on the pouring rain

Sixteen men on a deadman's chest

And I've been drinking from a broken cup

Two pairs of pants and a mohair vest

I'm full of bourbon, I can't stand up

[Verse 2]

Hey little bird, fly away home

Your house is on fire, children are alone

Hey little bird, fly away home

Your house is on fire, your children are alone

[Verse 3]

Schiffer broke a bottle on Morgan's head

And I've been stepping on the devil's tail

Across the stripes of a full moon's head

Through the bars of a Cuban jail

Bloody fingers on a purple knife

Flamingo drinking from a cocktail glass

I'm on the lawn with someone else's wife

Admire the view from up on top of the mast

[Verse 4]

Hey little bird, fly away home

Your house is on fire, children are alone

Hey little bird, fly away home

House is on fire, your children are alone

[Verse 5]

I said hey little bird, fly away home

Your house is on fire, your children are alone

Hey little bird, fly away home

Your house is on fire, your children are alone

[Verse 6]

Yellow sheets on a Hong Kong bed

Stazybo horn and a Slingerland ride

To the carnival is what she said

A hundred dollars makes it dark inside

[Verse 7]

Edna Million in a drop dead suit

Dutch Pink on a down town train

Two dollar pistol but the gun won't shoot

I'm in the corner on the pouring rain

[Verse 8]

Hey little bird, fly away home

Your house is on fire, your children are alone

Hey little bird, fly away home

Your house is on fire, children are alone

Written by: Thomas Alan Waits

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