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Crow Jane Video (MV)




Performed By: Nick Cave & the Bad Seeds
From Album: Murder Ballads
Length: 4:14
Written by: Nicholas Cave
Year: 1996




Nick Cave & the Bad Seeds - Crow Jane Lyrics
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Crow Jane, Crow Jane
Crow Jane, Crow Jane
Crow Jane, ah hah huh
What horrors in her head
That her tongue dare not name
She lives 'lone by the river
The rolling rivers of pain
Crow Jane, Crow Jane
Crow Jane, ah hah huh

There is one shining eye on a hard-hat
The company closed down the mine
Winking on the waters they came
Twenty hard-hats, and twenty eyes
In her clapboard shack, man
Only six foot by five
Well they killed all her whiskey
And poured their pistols dry
Crow Jane, Crow Jane
Crow, Crow Jane, ah hah huh

Seems you've remembered
How to sleep, how to sleep
Your house dogs are in your turnips
And your yard dogs are running all over the street
Crow Jane, Crow Jane
Crow Jane, ah hah huh

"Oh Mr. Smith and Mr. Wesson
Why you close up shop so late?"
"We just fitted out a girl who looked like a bird
Measured .32, .44, .38
I asked that girl which road she was taking
She said she's walking the road of hate
But she hopped on a coal-trolley up to the new town
Population, 48
Crow Jane, Crow Jane
Crow, Crow Jane, ah hah huh

Your guns are drunk and smoking
They've followed you right back to your gate
Laughing all the way back from the new town
Population, now, 28
Crow Jane, Crow Jane
Crow Jane, ah hah huh

Ah hah huh

Ah hah huh

Ah hah huh

Ah hah huh

Ah hah huh
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Crow Jane, Crow Jane
Crow Jane, Crow Jane
Crow Jane, ah hah huh
What horrors in her head
That her tongue dare not name
She lives 'lone by the river
The rolling rivers of pain
Crow Jane, Crow Jane
Crow Jane, ah hah huh

There is one shining eye on a hard-hat
The company closed down the mine
Winking on the waters they came
Twenty hard-hats, and twenty eyes
In her clapboard shack, man
Only six foot by five
Well they killed all her whiskey
And poured their pistols dry
Crow Jane, Crow Jane
Crow, Crow Jane, ah hah huh

Seems you've remembered
How to sleep, how to sleep
Your house dogs are in your turnips
And your yard dogs are running all over the street
Crow Jane, Crow Jane
Crow Jane, ah hah huh

"Oh Mr. Smith and Mr. Wesson
Why you close up shop so late?"
"We just fitted out a girl who looked like a bird
Measured .32, .44, .38
I asked that girl which road she was taking
She said she's walking the road of hate
But she hopped on a coal-trolley up to the new town
Population, 48
Crow Jane, Crow Jane
Crow, Crow Jane, ah hah huh

Your guns are drunk and smoking
They've followed you right back to your gate
Laughing all the way back from the new town
Population, now, 28
Crow Jane, Crow Jane
Crow Jane, ah hah huh

Ah hah huh

Ah hah huh

Ah hah huh

Ah hah huh

Ah hah huh
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Writer: Nicholas Cave
Copyright: Lyrics © Mute Song Limited



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