Flaming Ember — Westbound No.9 tekst piosenki i tłumaczenie
Strona zawiera teksty i polskie tłumaczenie piosenki "Westbound No.9", wykonawca: Flaming Ember.
Tekst piosenki
Catching the westbound number nine
Gonna leave this town, leave it far behind
Gonna leave while I’ve got my peace of mind
On the westbound number nine
Sittin' on the bank of Holy Creek down by the county line
I can hear the sound of Old Boss and Lazy Horse--he's howlin' right on time
He’s howlin' at the sound of the #9 comin' down the line
And my mind catches a ride on the westbound number nine
And my mind catches a ride on the westbound number nine
Catching the westbound number nine
Gonna leave this town, leave it far behind
Gonna leave while I’ve got my peace of mind
On the westbound number nine
My Pa is with his moonshine friends
Drinkin Deacon Jones' bathtub gin
Deacon Jones preachin' about savin' souls
Yellin' out how the whole town is full of sin
But like Pa and all the rest
He tries to look down Bobbie Sue’s low-cut dress
And my mind catches a ride on the westbound number nine
And my mind catches a ride on the westbound number nine
Ma, I see you’re ashamed to look me in the face
As if I was nothing but a past mistake
Sittin' there at night when Pa comes stumblin' in Full of the Deacon’s bathtub gin
Swearin' and a-cussin' that I wasn’t no kin
I heard his name but Ma knows what he should have been
Westbound number nine
Gonna leave this town, leave it far behind
Tłumaczenie tekstu piosenki
/ Align = "left" /
* Gonna leave this town, leave it far behind *
/ Align = "left" /
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Sittin ' on the bank of Holy Creek down by the county line
Słyszę odgłos starego szefa i leniwego konia.
He 's howlin' at the sound of the #9 comin ' down the line
And my mind catches a ride on the westbound number nine
And my mind catches a ride on the westbound number nine
/ Align = "left" /
* Gonna leave this town, leave it far behind *
/ Align = "left" /
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Mój tata jest ze swoimi kumplami z bimbru.
Drinkin Deacon Jones ' wanna gin
Deacon Jones preachin 'about savin' souls
Krzycząc jak całe miasto jest pełne grzechu
Ale jak tata i cała reszta
Próbuje spoglądać w dół sukienki Bobbie Sue.
And my mind catches a ride on the westbound number nine
And my mind catches a ride on the westbound number nine
Mamo, widzę, że wstydzisz się spojrzeć mi w oczy.
Jakbym był tylko pomyłką z przeszłości.
"Sittin' there at night when Pa comes stumblin 'in Full of the Deacon 's wanna gin"
Przeklinam i przeklinam, że nie byłem żadnym krewnym.
Słyszałam jego imię, ale mama wie, kim powinien być.
Westbound number nine
* Gonna leave this town, leave it far behind *