[00:00.000] 作词 : Brandi Carlile/Phil Hanseroth/Tim Hanseroth
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Brandi Carlile/Phil Hanseroth/Tim Hanseroth
[00:10.893]I wear my father's leather on the inside of my skin
[00:15.402]I'm a tried and weathered woman, but I won't be tried again
[00:20.660]Don't think that you can come for me without your Sunday best
[00:25.423]You had better call your priest and hope the devil gets the rest
[00:30.178]Before I do
[00:33.681]Oh, and I will do
[00:40.688]I've won the jester's bells and I have banished with the fools
[00:45.449]I have worshiped at the altar of the puppet master's rule
[00:50.461]I have held my tongue too many scenеs before the final act
[00:55.471]With my childrеn in the cheap seats and a zipper on my back
[00:59.983]Thanks to you
[01:03.172]No thanks to you
[01:10.691]Tethered in wide open spaces
[01:15.540]And fields that lead for miles
[01:21.058]Right into the barrel of a gun
[01:31.080]Mendin' up your fences with my
[01:36.084]Horses runnin' wild
[01:41.342]Only broken horses know to run
[01:55.873]I have ever so politely treaded softly for your grace
[02:01.136]I have whispered through the tears and pleaded sweetly to your face
[02:06.152]It's time to spit you out like lukewarm water from my mouth
[02:10.909]I will always taste the apathy, but I won't pass it down
[02:15.664]It dies with you
[02:21.173]You
[02:26.938]Tethered in wide open spaces
[02:31.448]And fields that lead for miles
[02:36.961]Right into the barrel of a gun
[02:47.233]Mendin' up your fences with my
[02:51.988]Horses runnin' wild
[02:57.497]Only broken horses know to run
[03:47.343]I wear my father's leather on the inside of my skin
[03:52.103]I'm a tried and weathered woman, but I won't be tried again
[03:57.144]Don't think that you can come for me without your Sunday best
[04:02.158]You had better call your priest and hope the devil gets the rest
[04:06.663]Before I do
[04:09.676]Oh, and I will do
[04:17.688]Tethered in wide open spaces
[04:22.704]And fields that lead for miles
[04:27.962]Right into the barrel of a gun
[04:38.235]Mendin' up your fences with my
[04:42.991]Horses runnin' wild
[04:48.257]Only broken horses know to run

作词 : Brandi Carlile/Phil Hanseroth/Tim Hanseroth
作曲 : Brandi Carlile/Phil Hanseroth/Tim Hanseroth
I wear my father's leather on the inside of my skin
I'm a tried and weathered woman, but I won't be tried again
Don't think that you can come for me without your Sunday best
You had better call your priest and hope the devil gets the rest
Before I do
Oh, and I will do
I've won the jester's bells and I have banished with the fools
I have worshiped at the altar of the puppet master's rule
I have held my tongue too many scenеs before the final act
With my childrеn in the cheap seats and a zipper on my back
Thanks to you
No thanks to you
Tethered in wide open spaces
And fields that lead for miles
Right into the barrel of a gun
Mendin' up your fences with my
Horses runnin' wild
Only broken horses know to run
I have ever so politely treaded softly for your grace
I have whispered through the tears and pleaded sweetly to your face
It's time to spit you out like lukewarm water from my mouth
I will always taste the apathy, but I won't pass it down
It dies with you
You
Tethered in wide open spaces
And fields that lead for miles
Right into the barrel of a gun
Mendin' up your fences with my
Horses runnin' wild
Only broken horses know to run
I wear my father's leather on the inside of my skin
I'm a tried and weathered woman, but I won't be tried again
Don't think that you can come for me without your Sunday best
You had better call your priest and hope the devil gets the rest
Before I do
Oh, and I will do
Tethered in wide open spaces
And fields that lead for miles
Right into the barrel of a gun
Mendin' up your fences with my
Horses runnin' wild
Only broken horses know to run