Letra de Canción: Whistlin' Past The Graveyard



well i come in on a night train
with an arm full of box cars
on the wings of a magpie
cross a hooligan night
and i busted up a chifforobe
way out by the cocomo
cooked up a mess a mulligan
and got into a fight

whistlin' past the graveyard
steppin' on a crack
i'm a mean motherhubbard
papa one eyes jack

you probably seen me sleepin'
out by the railroad tracks
go on and ask the prince of darkness
what about all thet smoke
come from the stack
sometimes i kill myself a jackel
suck out all the blood
steal myself a stationwagon
drivin' through the mud
whistlin' past the graveyard
steppin' on a crack
i'm mean motherhubbard
papa one eyed jack

i know you seen my headlights
and the honkin' of my horn
i'm callin' out my bloodhounds
chase the devil through the corn
last night i chugged the mississippi
now that suckers dry as a bone
born in a taxi cab
i'm never comin' home

whistlin' past the graveyard
steppin' on a crack
i'm mean motherhubbard
papa one eyed jack

myeyes have seen the glory
of the drainin' og the ditch
i only come to baton rouge
to find myself a witch
i'm-ona snatch me up a
couple of em every time itrains
you see a locomotive
probably thinkin' its a train

whistlin' past the graveyard
steppin' on a crack
i'm a mean motherhubbard
papa one eyed jack

what you think is the sunshine
is just a twinkle in my eye
that ring around my fingers
just the 4th of july
when i get a little bit lonesome
and a tear falls from my check
theres gonna be an ocean in
the middle of the week

whistlin' past the graveyard
steppin' on a crack
i'm mean motherhubbard
papa one eyed jack

i rode into town on a night train
with an arm full of box cars
on the wings of a magpie
cross a hooligan night
i'm-ona tear me off a rainbow
and wear it for a tie
i never told the truth
so i can never tell a lie

whistlin' past the graveyard
steppin' on a crack
i'm mean motherhubbard
papa one eyed jack

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Por: Tom Waits


Thomas Alan Waits nacido en Pomona, California el 7 de diciembre de 1949, es un pianista, cantante, compositor y actor estadounidense. Artista único, ecléctico e inquieto, de voz lijosa, abrigado a la escritura beatnik de William Burroughs o Jack Kerouac y a los sonidos primarios del jazz, el blues, el cabaret, las composiciones pop del Tin Pan Alley, la vanguardia, Lenny Bruce, Harry Partch, Louis Armstrong, el burlesque, Kurt Weill o el rock experimental. Creador y espejo de outsiders dados al alcohol y a la bohemia que pueblan ambientes tan sórdidos como románticos, tan míseros como fascinantes, tan teatrales como reales, Tom Waits es uno de los grandes personajes de la historia del rock, un crooner noctívago del lumpen, de los clubes de barrios bajos henchidos de alcohol y humo.

Disco: Blue Valentine del Año 1978

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