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"She left the house
Gun in hand
It was Brooklyn
Late at night"
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©Barretok2009
Gun in hand
It was Brooklyn
Late at night"
B
©Barretok2009
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ANOTHER STORY
By©Bernardo Barreto
She left the house
Gun in hand
It was Brooklyn
Late at night.
A thin trail
Followed her to the station
It was blood
That smelled like rejection.
She took the train
And headed uptown
To meet her lover
And clean her gown.
(solo)
But she was caught
On her way uptown
The trail of blood
Had tracked her down.
She went to trial
With no alibi
Charged for murder
And no visitation rights.
Her lover wrote her letters
To alleviate her nights
Letters full of passion
Until the day she died.
By©Bernardo Barreto
She left the house
Gun in hand
It was Brooklyn
Late at night.
A thin trail
Followed her to the station
It was blood
That smelled like rejection.
She took the train
And headed uptown
To meet her lover
And clean her gown.
(solo)
But she was caught
On her way uptown
The trail of blood
Had tracked her down.
She went to trial
With no alibi
Charged for murder
And no visitation rights.
Her lover wrote her letters
To alleviate her nights
Letters full of passion
Until the day she died.
Feter
HAY ... welcome back ...wow ..what a cool
rockin blues ...incredible set as always
the vocal at its best ...a blast with a
live feeling ...tight and precise ..kudos
thnx alot for sharin !!!!!