文本歌词

Rags And Old Iron - Nina Simone (妮娜·西蒙)
Rags old iron rags old iron
All he was buying was
Just rags and old iron
I heard that old rag man
Now making his rounds
He came right to my alley lord
With sorrowful sounds
Crying rags old iron
And pulling his cart
Ask him how much he'd give me
For my broken heart
Rags old iron rags old iron
All he was buying was
Just rags and old iron
So I asked that old rag man
How much he would pay
For a heart that was broken
Baby when you went away
For a burnt out old love
Light that no longer beams
And a couple of slightly
Used second hand dreams
Rags old iron rags old iron
All he was buying was
Just rags and old iron
What ever have happen
For those big empty promises
You used to make
For those memories of you
That are no longer sweet
I wish he could haul them off down the street
Rags old iron rags old iron
All he was buying was just rags and old iron
When love doesn't last tell me
How much is it worth
It was once mama's most
Precious possession on earth
When I asked that old rag man
If he'd like to buy
He just shook his head
And continued to cry
Rags old iron rags old iron
All he was buying was
Just rags and old iron
Rags old iron rags old iron
Rags old iron rags old iron
Rags old iron