Tune-Yards

Doorstep
Policemen shot my baby as he crossed right over my doorstepPolicemen shot my baby crossing right over my doorstepHis arms were so close you could see the blood pulsing through both his wristsDon't tell me the cops are right in a wrong like thisCause policemen shot my baby as he crossed right over my doorstepI was taught we must be grateful for the time that we are hereIn the worldTo accept death as beyond our heads and be bitter no moreBut if you found your first joy in life in the arms of a manDon't tell me you wouldn't curse the god that made your handsWhen policemen shot your baby crossing right over your doorstepPolicemen shot my baby as he crossed over my doorstepPolicemen shot my baby crossing right over my doorstepHis arms were so close you could see the blood pulsing through both his wristsDon't tell me the cops are right in a wrong like thisCause policemen shot my baby as he crossed over my doorstepIn my life I never met a guy who was a better man(How sad that she doesn't understand how)Oh so gentle with his woman and with two feet on the ground(Just as solid as he sounds)And I felt my first joy in life with my head on his chestLetras de cancionesThen his trouble came from looking out for all the restPolicemen shot my baby crossing right over my doorstepSha-na-na, Sha-na-na, Sha-na-na Oo-wo-oo-wo-oo-woo x4Well, I've tried so hard to be a peaceful, loving womanOh, I believed that love and understanding were the wayOh, but how many gone before you listen to the criesWith my dead heart, how do I find my way through the truth and all the liesPolicemen shot my baby as he crossed over my doorstepSha-na-na, Sha-na-na, Sha-na-na Oo-wo-oo-wo-oo-woox4 From Letras Mania