Bow Jenkins

Bow Jenkins

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Folk - Rock | I can move to anywhere..., United Kingdom
Total Song Plays: 426   
Member Since: 2006
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Song Description

The youth and beauty that existed amongst these people, and then how gradually it is stripped away, leaving you to hide from the harsh realities of the world... This is a catch 22 - they hide to keep away from the world that's destroyed them, but by hidin

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Young lover huddled on te back seats,
Just rtying to catch a moment of peace,
We sat with hte Rat Pack up on the screen.

They were romancing some moviestar beauty queen,
That we'd never even dreamed,
And they rode in the slickest cars we'd ever seen.

This life was one we'd never been told,
And we were sold before they kicked us out in the cold,
We took our shelter on the backstreets.
From the black rain falling,
The black rain falling.

Those barefoot petticoat girls that used to sit and talk all day,
Sipping their icy drinks in that soft summer way,
Leaning against the bonnets and bars that would let them have their say,
Well now those barefoot petticoat girls have gone away.

I found them just the other day,
Silent and growing old they, they waste away,
They took their shelter on the backstreets,
From the black rain falling,
The black rain falling.

Well, on those streets they're drowning, shooting curses at the sky,
Now they just lie down and take it, lie down and wait to die,
And they're hiding in their thousands, damning all the lies,
When it's the truth that's stealing everything - they give them selves a price...

The train for the lost souls and thieves and fallen kings and queens,
And all other broken majesties and tragedies,
Keeps on coming up behing me, but I'm running out of steam,
I'd keep on going but I'm soaked form my head to my feet,
In black rain falling,
In black rain falling,
Black rain falling,
Black rain falling.

Song Length
Pop - Rock, Folk - Rock
Tempo / Feel
Medium Slow (91 - 110)
Lead Vocal
Female Vocal
Poignant, Incensed

Subject Matter
Life, General

Similar Artists
Bruce Springsteen, Sarah Mclachlan
2000 and later

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