Текст песни: Beautifully Sewn, Violently Torn + перевод

Screen door blowin' in the wind that’s

dryin' up the blood on the ol' wood floor,

Dead-man's shadow’s still dancin' from

a 40-watt bulb swingin' back and forth,

Record is skippin' in the middle of Son

House singin' 'bout an old death-letter,

Little Ellie Mae’s still cryin' in the

corner, sayin' «daddy should’ve known much better»

Ol' dirty washtub

Won’t getcha' clean enough

Sinnin' from the day you’re born

Beautifully sewn, violently torn

Ellie Mae’s life is like an ol' carney

ride gone wild and shakin' off the tracks

Mama’s in the kitchen ain’t hearin' what she

heard, and takin' comfort from a bottle in a sack

What she can’t figure is if you’re still

sinnin', how can you ever call yourself saved?

She’s singin' «knick-knack, paddy-whack,

a broken glass of cognac,

I bet he can’t hurt me from the grave»

Big bad wolf in pretty sheep’s skin

showed his teeth when he took to the drink,

Little bitty girl is capable of

terrible things when she’s pushed to the brink,

Some folks are just victims of the

times, and some from their own wicked ways

But now the law is at the front door

Ellie’s out the back door

Mama hangs her head in shame

Hush, Ellie Mae

You’re safe and sound

Daddy won’t be showin' his face around

He’s gone to join ol' death for tea

He gonna tell him about the little girl who grew big teeth

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