《Susanna Little》歌词

[00:00:00] Susanna Little - Grant-Lee Phillips

[00:00:02] Written by：Grant Lee Phillips

[00:00:19] Sussana little

[00:00:22] Sussana little

[00:00:24] Gone 'fore I ever arrived

[00:00:28] Questions that stream through my own creek blood

[00:00:32] The odyssey of your life

[00:00:38] A motherless child

[00:00:40] You were torn from your home

[00:00:42] By decree of the county affairs

[00:00:46] Good Christians they gave you a lily white dress

[00:00:50] And shorn back that Indian hair

[00:00:54] Told ya study your Bible be silent and still

[00:00:59] And take to the ways of the whites

[00:01:03] Nothin' they offered could break down your will

[00:01:07] For you ran for the gates one night

[00:01:13] Sussana little

[00:01:15] Sussana little

[00:01:17] Gone 'fore I ever arrived

[00:01:21] Questions that stream through my own creek blood

[00:01:26] Stories that keep you alive

[00:01:31] Your daddy Joe little had woes of his own

[00:01:36] Drink was much stronger than greed

[00:01:40] But some in the city felt native red hands

[00:01:44] Were no place to let rest a deed

[00:01:48] Oklahoma was rich with the stench of black oil

[00:01:52] And the men who came there to drill

[00:01:56] In the sun baked clay of Indian lands

[00:02:00] There in the desolate fields

[00:02:06] Sussana little

[00:02:09] Sussana little

[00:02:11] Gone 'fore I ever arrived

[00:02:15] Questions that stream through my own creek blood

[00:02:19] Songs that'a keep you alive

[00:02:33] Mysterious crimes oh they swept through the county

[00:02:38] Waving the finger of blame

[00:02:42] Eyes turned to Joe little

[00:02:44] A couple too many acres of land to his name

[00:02:49] No one would have heard the lone shot in the night

[00:02:54] They never posted his bail

[00:02:58] Big Joey little never walked out

[00:03:02] Of Sheriff Stanton's jail

[00:03:08] Sussana little

[00:03:10] Sussana little

[00:03:12] Gone 'fore I ever arrived

[00:03:16] Questions that stream through my own creek blood

[00:03:20] The odyssey of your life

[00:03:26] For all of the lives you had lived this far

[00:03:30] No part of you could have known

[00:03:34] The evil hearts of the men who would fetch ya

[00:03:38] One night by the side of the road

[00:03:42] The moon it grew dark and the frost would form

[00:03:46] Before you finally were found

[00:03:50] Chained to a log in a torn white dress

[00:03:54] Shakin' wild eyed on the ground

[00:04:01] Sussana little

[00:04:03] Sussana little

[00:04:05] Gone 'fore I ever arrived

[00:04:09] Questions that stream through my own creek blood

[00:04:13] Such were the trials of your life

[00:04:19] Yet in the years to come you took a man

[00:04:23] Raised five of your own

[00:04:27] And for a spell it was as almost as though

[00:04:31] The light of justice had shown

[00:04:35] The hand that had written this part but for you

[00:04:39] And made it all plenty hard

[00:04:43] Gave you a gusher a well spring of oil

[00:04:47] There in your own back yard

[00:04:53] So pile them kids in the plush back seat

[00:04:58] Ridin' shotgun in the Packard to town

[00:05:02] With your man Tom Fisher one hand on the wheel

[00:05:06] The other on your knee now

[00:05:12] Sussana little

[00:05:14] Sussana little

[00:05:16] Gone 'fore I ever arrived

[00:05:20] Questions that stream through my own creek blood

[00:05:24] The odyssey of your life

[00:05:30] Sussana little

[00:05:35] Sussana little

[00:05:39] Sussana little

[00:05:43] Sussana little

[00:05:47] Sussana little

[00:05:51] Sussana little