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letra de pound pound pound (studio) - john wesley harding

[intro]
this song is called “pound pound pound”

[verse 1]
i was standing on a corner kicking my heels
i had my coat b-ttoned up beneath my chin
i saw in some girl’s eyes, she thought i was making deals
there was just me and the clock struck out
i was looking for someone to scream and shout about
so i took a train and i went back home
there was no one to tell so i didn’t telephone
that place is just another big unknown to me
that place is just another big unknown to me
[verse 2]
the sea made angry faces, the waves were getting high
they wеre kicking down onto the front
and the cars dodgеd the water that was flooding on by
and i just stood there, an orphan fool
with the kids smoking chain on their way back from school
a tramp got reckless in the center of town
he was talking about jesus as the sun sank down
a lifetime of sorrows, he was ready to drown
a lifetime of sorrows, he was going to drown

[verse 3]
i hit the bar where i used to hang out
i spoke to this fellow selling drinks there, dropped a few names
he didn’t know what the h-ll i was talking about
i put my money down, i shot some pool
and i beat two punks, i was feeling cool
a couple of girls, they started to flirt
but i felt really old when they tugged my shirt
i walked back outside as they hurled some dirt at me
i walked back outside as they hurled some dirt at me
(i know what i’ll do now)

[verse 4]
i, i went to visit helen by st. helen’s park
well, that place used to frighten me but now all i can see
was a couple of wide-boy sharks
flashing their t–th in the small-town dark
huddled myself into the cold
that old red brick house, i can find it blindfolded
i loved her when i was sixteen
she was an old town new brown beauty queen
now i just spend my time filling the gaps in between her and me
now i just spend my time filling the gaps in between her and me
[verse 5]
midnight in the subway, we’d huddle up and laugh
when we’d miss the last bus home, we’d just sit there all night
and we’d play our guitars until the night-time passed
i went there to count some sheep
but with the smell of glue, you know, i couldn’t sleep
i made my excuses to no one, left that town
to leave it in the city in the lost and found
where the steps my father walked don’t echo around
and my mother’s voice calling doesn’t make a sound
and the waves on the shore don’t pound pound pound
and you’re never alone if there’s no one around
and there’s no yesterday to tie you down
and as i hit the city, i remember the sound
of the waves on the shore going pound pound pound
and the steps my father, they would echo on down
the streets, father’s streets, still swirling around
and the waves on the shore going
pound pound pound pound pound
they were going pound pound pound pound
i can hear the waves now
they’re calling back to me, back to me, back to me, back to me
whoo, they were going down, going down town
pound pound, pound pound pound
pound, pound, pound pound pound pound pound
[outro]
and i was there, i was standing on the corner
i was kicking my heels
i had my coat b-ttoned up beneath my chin
i saw in some girl’s eyes that she thought i was making a deal

- john wesley harding

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