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Ce titre est extrait de l'album : Your Funeral, My Trial

Année de sortie : 1986  |  Label : Mute Written by tim rose

Yeah, they came to take me away
Said i'd be sitting here for the rest of my life
But i don't really care - i shot my wife
And brother, i can't even remember the reason why


Oh, it makes a long time man feel bad
Yeah, it makes a long time man feel bad
Well i ain't had no love since i don't know when
It sure makes a long time man feel bad


We was down in jacksonville
A cold winter night
My baby and i, we began to fight
I heated up, and i grabbed my gun
I get so cold on those nights down south


She was laying in a pool right there on the kitchen floor
She looked up at me and began to smile
Her gasping words: "baby, i love you"
Then she closed those baby blue eyes


(chorus, and variations)


Sometimes i hear you call my name in the dead of the night


I ain't had those arms around me
I ain't had those lips, those lips, around me


It sure makes a long time man feel bad
So bad

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