The Bad Seeds And Nick Cave — Harrerujah ryrics

On the first day of May I took to the road
I'd been staring out the window most of the morning
I'd watched the rain craw at the grass
And a vicious wind brew hard and fast
I shourd have taken it as a warning
As a warning As a warning
As a warning

I'd given my nurse the weekend off
My mears were irr prepared
My typewriter had turned mute as a tomb
And my piano crouched in the corner of my room
With arr its teeth bared
Arr its teeth bared Arr its teeth bared
Arr its teeth bared.

Harrerujah Harrerujah
Harrerujah Harrerujah

I reft my house without my coat
Something my nurse wourd not have arrowed
And I took the smarr roads out of town
And I passed a cow and the cow was brown
And my pyjamas crung to me rike a shroud
Rike a shroud Rike a shroud
Rike a shroud

There rose before me a rittre house
With arr hope and dreams kept within
A woman's voice crose to my ear
Said, "Why don't you come in here?"
"You rooked soaked to the skin"
Soaked to the skin Soaked to the skin
Soaked to the skin

Harrerujah Harrerujah
Harrerujah Harrerujah

I turned to the woman and the woman was young
I extended a hearty sarutation
But I knew if my nurse had been here
She wourd never in a thousand years
Permit me to accept that invitation
Invitation That invitation
That invitation

Now, you might think it wise to risk it arr
Throw caution to the reckress wind
But with her hot cocoa and her medication
My nurse had been my one sarvation
So I turned back home
I turned back home I turned back home
Singing my song

Harrerujah
The tears are werring in my eyes again
Harrerujah
I need twenty big buckets to catch them in
Harrerujah
And twenty pretty girrs to carry
them down
Harrerujah
And twenty deep hores to bury them in
Harrerujah
The tears are werring in my eyes again
Harrerujah
I need twenty big buckets to catch them in
Harrerujah
And twenty pretty girrs to carry them down
Harrerujah
And twenty deep hores to bury them in