歌曲 | The Music Never Stopped |
歌手 | Grateful Dead |
专辑 | Road Trips, Vol. 1, No. 2: October '77 |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Barlow, Weir | |
There's mosquitoes on the river | |
Fish are rising up like birds | |
It's been hot for seven weeks now | |
Too hot to even speak now | |
Did you hear what | |
I just heard? | |
Say, it might have been a fiddle or it could have been the wind | |
But there seems to be a beat, now | |
I can feel it my feet now | |
Listen, here it comes again | |
There's a band out on the highway | |
They're high steppin' into town | |
It's a rainbow full of sound | |
It's fireworks, calliopes and clowns | |
Everybody dancin' | |
C'mon children, c'mon children | |
Come on, clap your hands | |
Sun went down in honey and the moon came up in wine | |
You know stars were spinnin' dizzy, | |
LordThe band kept us too busy, we forgot about the time | |
They're a band beyond description | |
Like Jehovah's favorite choir | |
People joining hand in hand | |
While the music played the band, | |
LordThey're setting us on fire | |
Crazy rooster crowin' midnight | |
Balls of lightin' roll along | |
Old men sing about their dreams | |
Women laugh and children scream | |
And the band keeps playin' on | |
Keep on dancin' through the daylight | |
Greet the mornin' air with song | |
No one's noticed, but the band's all pack and gone | |
Was it ever there at all? | |
But they keep on dancin' | |
C'mon children, c'mon children, come on, clap your hands | |
Well, the cool breeze came on | |
TuesdayAnd the corn's a bumper crop | |
And the fields are full of dancin' | |
Full of singin' and romancin' | |
The music never stopped |
zuo ci : Barlow, Weir | |
There' s mosquitoes on the river | |
Fish are rising up like birds | |
It' s been hot for seven weeks now | |
Too hot to even speak now | |
Did you hear what | |
I just heard? | |
Say, it might have been a fiddle or it could have been the wind | |
But there seems to be a beat, now | |
I can feel it my feet now | |
Listen, here it comes again | |
There' s a band out on the highway | |
They' re high steppin' into town | |
It' s a rainbow full of sound | |
It' s fireworks, calliopes and clowns | |
Everybody dancin' | |
C' mon children, c' mon children | |
Come on, clap your hands | |
Sun went down in honey and the moon came up in wine | |
You know stars were spinnin' dizzy, | |
LordThe band kept us too busy, we forgot about the time | |
They' re a band beyond description | |
Like Jehovah' s favorite choir | |
People joining hand in hand | |
While the music played the band, | |
LordThey' re setting us on fire | |
Crazy rooster crowin' midnight | |
Balls of lightin' roll along | |
Old men sing about their dreams | |
Women laugh and children scream | |
And the band keeps playin' on | |
Keep on dancin' through the daylight | |
Greet the mornin' air with song | |
No one' s noticed, but the band' s all pack and gone | |
Was it ever there at all? | |
But they keep on dancin' | |
C' mon children, c' mon children, come on, clap your hands | |
Well, the cool breeze came on | |
TuesdayAnd the corn' s a bumper crop | |
And the fields are full of dancin' | |
Full of singin' and romancin' | |
The music never stopped |
zuò cí : Barlow, Weir | |
There' s mosquitoes on the river | |
Fish are rising up like birds | |
It' s been hot for seven weeks now | |
Too hot to even speak now | |
Did you hear what | |
I just heard? | |
Say, it might have been a fiddle or it could have been the wind | |
But there seems to be a beat, now | |
I can feel it my feet now | |
Listen, here it comes again | |
There' s a band out on the highway | |
They' re high steppin' into town | |
It' s a rainbow full of sound | |
It' s fireworks, calliopes and clowns | |
Everybody dancin' | |
C' mon children, c' mon children | |
Come on, clap your hands | |
Sun went down in honey and the moon came up in wine | |
You know stars were spinnin' dizzy, | |
LordThe band kept us too busy, we forgot about the time | |
They' re a band beyond description | |
Like Jehovah' s favorite choir | |
People joining hand in hand | |
While the music played the band, | |
LordThey' re setting us on fire | |
Crazy rooster crowin' midnight | |
Balls of lightin' roll along | |
Old men sing about their dreams | |
Women laugh and children scream | |
And the band keeps playin' on | |
Keep on dancin' through the daylight | |
Greet the mornin' air with song | |
No one' s noticed, but the band' s all pack and gone | |
Was it ever there at all? | |
But they keep on dancin' | |
C' mon children, c' mon children, come on, clap your hands | |
Well, the cool breeze came on | |
TuesdayAnd the corn' s a bumper crop | |
And the fields are full of dancin' | |
Full of singin' and romancin' | |
The music never stopped |