歌曲 | Bayleaf |
歌手 | Stone Gossard |
专辑 | Bayleaf |
作曲 : Gossard | |
Once this man I knew had a lovely song to sing to me | |
All in three: one-two-wee was the way he sang | |
With a southern twang, he?? | |
A gentle man, we'd owe him | |
From his dusty days though, he'd been split four ways | |
Cut to the bone, left alone too many | |
It only takes these memories to make me want...sigh... | |
Ahh... | |
You wanted to survive, had a notion to explain our way | |
Pending grey and coldness | |
Tried to woo him to me but the spell I cast was far too weak | |
To break him free, who woe him | |
He had a different dance, he had a different song | |
He had a different sound to follow home | |
But he didn't believe it | |
He did not, bay leaf | |
He didn't believe it | |
He did not, bay leaf | |
He didn't believe it at all | |
He did not, bay leaf | |
He didn't believe it | |
He did not, bay leaf | |
La la la la la... | |
Well he didn't believe it | |
He didn't believe it at all | |
He did not, bay leaf | |
He didn't believe it at all | |
He did not, bay leaf | |
He didn't believe it | |
He did not, bay leaf | |
Made his midnight stand with a pale fist | |
He took a swing, sight unseen, he suffered | |
Pulled his lover to him | |
Made his will about the hands of fate | |
A bit too late, to save him | |
When he went back home and his mom would drown and mold | |
He had a different mood, he had a different style | |
He opened up his love so wide |
zuò qǔ : Gossard | |
Once this man I knew had a lovely song to sing to me | |
All in three: onetwowee was the way he sang | |
With a southern twang, he?? | |
A gentle man, we' d owe him | |
From his dusty days though, he' d been split four ways | |
Cut to the bone, left alone too many | |
It only takes these memories to make me want... sigh... | |
Ahh... | |
You wanted to survive, had a notion to explain our way | |
Pending grey and coldness | |
Tried to woo him to me but the spell I cast was far too weak | |
To break him free, who woe him | |
He had a different dance, he had a different song | |
He had a different sound to follow home | |
But he didn' t believe it | |
He did not, bay leaf | |
He didn' t believe it | |
He did not, bay leaf | |
He didn' t believe it at all | |
He did not, bay leaf | |
He didn' t believe it | |
He did not, bay leaf | |
La la la la la... | |
Well he didn' t believe it | |
He didn' t believe it at all | |
He did not, bay leaf | |
He didn' t believe it at all | |
He did not, bay leaf | |
He didn' t believe it | |
He did not, bay leaf | |
Made his midnight stand with a pale fist | |
He took a swing, sight unseen, he suffered | |
Pulled his lover to him | |
Made his will about the hands of fate | |
A bit too late, to save him | |
When he went back home and his mom would drown and mold | |
He had a different mood, he had a different style | |
He opened up his love so wide |