Tindersticks The Girl On Death Row
Her eyes were once so full of dreams
Her young heart filled with love and ...
Now every second she must borrow
They take her life tomorrow
Is she guilty? She says no
The girl on death row
Now someone holds her trembling hand
Another who don't understand
Why can't they see in her face?
Another should be in her place
Is she guilty? She says no
The girl on death row
Her young dreams never will come true
Her innocence they never knew
Until they found the guilty one
They're sorry now what they've done
But it's way too late now
For the girl on death row
Mockin' Bird
Mockin' bird, high in the tree
Looks like you've got the best of me
Mockin' bird, singing a song
Well, mockin' bird is mocking me now that you're gone
Mockin' bird, on top of my roof
Blowin' notes on top of my roof
Mockin' bird singing a song
Well, mockin' bird is mocking me now that you're gone
Mockin' bird, high in the tree
I'm looking up at you, you're looking down at me
Mockin' bird, singing a song
Well, the mockin' bird is mocking me now that you're gone
Throw up some papers, try to scare him away
Look down at me, this what he says. . .
Mockin' bird, high in the tree
Looks like you've got the best of me
Mockin' bird, singing a song
Well, the mockin' bird is mocking me now that you're gone
