[ti:Big Black Car]
[ar:Gregory Alan Isakov]
[al:This Empty Northern Hemisphere]
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[00:00.00]Big Black Car - Gregory Alan Isakov
[00:04.49]Written by：Gregory Alan Isakov
[00:08.99]You were a phonograph I was a kid
[00:12.98]I sat with an ear close just listening
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[00:17.64]There when the rain tapped her way down your face
[00:21.67]You were a miracle I was just holdin' your space
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[00:34.70]Well time has a way of throwing it all in your face
[00:39.32]The past she is haunted the future is laced
[00:44.01]Heartbreak ya know drives a big black car
[00:47.40]
[00:48.04]Swear I was in the back seat just minding my own
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[01:01.56]Through the glass the corn crows come like rain
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[01:06.93]They won't stay they won't stay
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[01:12.13]For too long now
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[01:15.61]This could be all that we know
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[01:20.42]Of love and all
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[01:24.70]Well you were a dancer and I was a rag
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[01:29.68]The song in my head well was all that I had
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[01:34.11]Hope was a letter I never could send
[01:37.97]Well love was a country we couldn't defend
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[01:51.70]Through the carnival we watch them go round and round
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[02:00.51]All we knew of home was just a sunset and some clowns
[02:08.19]Oh well you were a magazine I was a plain jane
[02:15.65]Just walking the sidewalks all covered in rain
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[02:19.94]Love to just get into some of your stories
[02:24.14]Me and all of my plain jane glory
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[02:32.46]Just me and all of my plain jane glory