Lyrics Crow Jane - Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds
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
Were
twenty
hard-hats
and
twenty
eyes
In
her
clapboard
shack
— bare,
Only
six
foot
by
five
Ah
well
they
killed
a
little
whiskey
here
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
the
turnips
And
your
yard
dogs
are
running
all
over
the
street
Crow
Jane;
Crow
Jane;
Ah,
Crow
Jane,
ah-hah-huh
O
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
the
girl
which
road
she
was
taking
She
said
she's
walking
the
road
of
hate
But
she
hopped
on
a
coal-trolley
up
to
New
Town,
Population:
48
Crow
Jane;
Crow
Jane;
Crow
Crow
Jane,
ah-hah-huh
Your
guns
are
drunk
and
smokin'
They
followed
you
right
back
to
your
gate
Laughing
all
the
way
home
from
the
new
town
Population,
now:
28
Crow
Jane;
Crow
Jane;
Ah,
Crow
Jane,
ah-hah-huh
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