Tom Waits - Big Black Mariah Lyrics
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Big Black Mariah
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What Are The Lyrics For Big Black Mariah By Tom Waits?
Well, cutting through the cane break, rattling the sill
Thunder that the rain makes when the shadow tops the hill Big light on the back street, hill to ever more Packing down the ladder with the hammer to the floor Here come the Big Black Mariah, here come the Big Black Mariah Here come the Big Black Mariah, I seen the big black Ford Well, he's all boxed up on a red belle dame Hunted Black Johnny with a blind man's cane A yellow bullet with a rag out in the wind An old blind tiger, got an old bell Jim Here come the Big Black Mariah, here come the Big Black Mariah Here come the Big Black Mariah, here come the big black Ford Sent to the skies on a Benny Jag Blue Off to bed without his supper like a Linda bride do He got to do the story with the old widow Jones Got a wooden coat, this boy is never coming home Here come the Big Black Mariah, here come the Big Black Mariah Here come the Big Black Mariah, I seen that big black Ford Cut through the canebrake, oh yeah Well, he's all boxed up on a red belle dame Flat Blue Johnny with a blind man's cane A hundred yellow bullets shook a rag out in the wind An old blind tiger, on a bell you win Here come the Big Black Mariah, here come the Big Black Mariah Here come the Big Black Mariah, here come the big black Ford |
Who Wrote Big Black Mariah By Tom Waits?
Thomas Alan Waits
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What's The Duration Of The Big Black Mariah By Tom Waits?The duration of Big Black Mariah is 2:44 minutes and seconds. |
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