歌曲名 St. Olav's Gate

歌手名 Tom Russell

Drinking black market vodka in the back

Of the Scottsmans saloon

Then its red meat

And whiskey like a coyote drunk on the moon

Outside in Oslo the buskers all sing the same tune

And its Waltzin Matilda

While the bagpipes play old Clare de Lune

She was a lady she came down from Bergen she said

She spoke little English

They laughed and drank whiskey instead

In the mornin he found it

A rose with a note on his plate

It said meet me at midnight

On the corner of St Olavs Gate

Heres to the ladys you love and dont see again

The night is warm whiskey

The mornins a cold bitter wind

The blue eyed madonna leaves town

While the drunken man waits

Standing alone in the shadows

Of St Olavs Gate

Heres to the ladys you love and dont see again

The night is warm whiskey

The mornins a cold bitter wind

The blue eyed madonna leaves town

While the drunken man waits

Standing alone in the shadows

Of St Olavs Gate

Standing alone in the shadows

Of St Olavs Gate