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2.99¢ Blues

 

2.99¢ Blues

(앨범: 11:11 - 2001)


Oh-ah
Somewhere, far away
Where I roam
There live my buffalo twin
In our twin buffalo home sweet home
He take good care of my native son
And he call me by my native name
And he, he even lets us drink spring water on Sundays

Hey, two ninety-nine, two ninety-nine a gallon
Two ninety-nine, two ninety-nine a gallon

And somewhere farther down the road
Where I also roam
There live my caterpillar cousin
Beneath a fancy-engraved tomb head stone
In the middle of a southern town
Beneath a cemetery burial plot
And he, he don't pay rent no more, no more
But he sure likes the spot, sure likes the spot
Oh, he sure likes the spot, sure likes the spot
Oh, he sure likes the spot, sure likes the spot
Oh, dun-dun, dun-dun, dun-dun

But in the farthest place I've ever known
Where even I so rarely roam
There lives a boy who just come back from war
His flesh was wounded but he made it back home
His mother calls him by his given name
And the neighbors whisper how he prefers to be alone
And he gets, he gets nightmares about boys dripping blood

Sold for two ninety-nine, two ninety-nine a gallon
Come on, just two ninety-nine, two ninety-nine a gallon
Pay up yours, two ninety-nine, two ninety-nine a ga-ga-ga-gallon
Ga-ga-ga-ga-ga-ga, ga-ga-ga-ga-ga-ga, ga-ga-ga-gallon

But when I get me all real tired
And I got no more strength to roam
I catch me a horse driven carriage ride
From a local man named Ethan Frome
He don't say much as he tips his hat
And he carries his body as heavy as lead
And he could have been flying through the snow on his sled
But the wife was in bed and the horses had to be fed

Besides it's two ninety-nine, two ninety-nine a story
Come on, just two ninety-nine, two ninety-nine a story
Pay up yours, two ninety-nine, two ninety-nine a story
Come on, baby, two ninety-nine, two ninety-nine a story
Come on, yeah it's two ninety-nine, two ninety-nine, two ninety-nine
Two ninety-nine, two ninety-nine, two ninety-nine, now, ah, ah
Two ninety-nine, two ninety-nine, two ninety-nine
Two ninety-nine, two ninety-nine, nine, nine, nine, nine, nine, nine, nine, nine
Oh two ninety-nine, two ninety-nine a story
Pay up yours, two ninety-nine, two ninety-nine a story
Pay up, it's just two ninety-nine, two ninety-nine a story
Your money's just two ninety-nine
Two ninety-nine, a-nine-nine, a-nine-nine, no, no, no, no
A gallon

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