The Bad Things

Kishore Kumar Hits — The Bad Things - Bonnie to My Clyde lyrics

Artist: The Bad Things

album: After the Inferno

You were wearing black face from the coal mine
A blue collar minstrel, just waiting for your moment to shine
Just like fool's gold found in 1849
And you were wearing white face from the flour mill
A good-natured girl just waiting,
Until some foolish boy swept you off of your feet
And out of this town
Let's run away, together you and I
We'll head out West, were the limit is the sky
And I'll be the Clyde to your Bonnie
If you're the Bonnie to my Clyde
Let's run away, together
You and I
You wore a black suit from the men's store
Three weeks wages, well it was more dear than that
But you sure looked fine
In your fine finery
And you wore a white dress your mother had sown
She gave you her blessing if you promised to write home
She gave you a bible
And an invory handled comb
Let's run away, together you and I
We'll head out West, where the limit is the sky
And I'll be the Clyde to your Bonnie
If your the Bonnie to my Clyde
Let's run away, together
You and I

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