Cold Chisel - The Dresden Blues (Live At Bombay Rock)
Song written by Don Walker.
Lyrics:
The morning breeze is off and gone
The winding factory streets are cleanOld ladies put the kettle on
And all-night lechers pause and lean
On grey shop windows, everywhere
A deeper hum is in the air
Hotel room, drifter leaves no clues
He rides a freight-train out of town
And whistles at the icy rimeThe cattle float like thistle-downs
And God is on the edge of time
Somewhere behind a siren wails
The freight-train soars above the rails
The traveller, he’s hard as nails
As the train sweeps down the line
The salmon Season’s here to stay
And etched into each shoulder-boneThe mark of Cain is on display
As stone above each measured stone
Old Dresden burns above the breeze
The traveller, he’s on his knees
He’s watching sledge-wings dip and play
So far above the holy throne
Dresden blues
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