Nick Cave And The Bad Seeds - Black Crow King Lyrics
Mmmmm mmmmm mmmmmI am the black crow kingMmmmm mmmmm mmmmmI am the black crow kingKeeper of the nodding cornBam! bam! bam! bam!All the hammers are a-talkingAll the nails are a-singingSo sweet and lowYou can hear it in the valleyWhere live the lame and the blindThey climb the hill out of its bellyThey leave with mean black boots onI just made a simple gestureThey jumped up and nailed it to my shadowMy gesture was a hookerYou know, my shadows made of timber.And the storm is a-rollingAnd the storm is a-rollingAll down on meAnd Im still here rolling after everybodys goneAnd Im still here rolling after everybodys goneAhm still here rolling and Im left on my ownThe blackbirds have all gone!Everyones rolled on!I am the black crow kingKeeper of the trodden cornI am the kingWont say it againAnd the rain, it raineth dailyLordAnd wash away my clothesI surrender up my armsTo a company of crowsI am the black crow kingI wont say it againAnd all the thorns are a-crowningKing ruby on each spineAnd the spears are a-sailingO my o myAnd the storm is a-rollingAnd the storm is a-rollingAll down on meAnd Im still here rolling after everybodys goneAnd Im still here rolling after everybodys goneIm still here rolling and left on my ownThose blackbirds they have all flown andI am on my ownI am the black crow kingKeeper of the forgotten cornThe king! the king!Im the king of nuthin at allThe hammers are a-talkingThe nails are a-singingThe thorns are a-crowning himThe spears are a-sailingThe crows are a-mockingThe corn is a-noddingThe storm is a-rollingThe storm is a-rollingThe storm is a-rolling downThe storm is a-rolling downThe storm is a-rollingDown on meRolling down on meRolling down on me
