| 作词 : Gillespie, Oslin | |
| Here's a little girl playin' dress up | |
| Somewhere under all that lace | |
| Standin' in her mama's high heeled shoes | |
| With a lipstick covered face | |
| And here's a little boy on a pony | |
| He's a cowboy all the way | |
| He used to pull my hair and make me mad | |
| At the saturday matinee | |
| Who would've thought that i'd lose my heart | |
| To the same little boy someday | |
| (chorus) | |
| Lookin' through my old pictures | |
| Faded photographs | |
| Some of them bring me close to tears | |
| Others make me laugh | |
| Old memories seem to come alive | |
| And open up the past again | |
| And let me dream inside | |
| Here's brother with his first automobile | |
| Thought he'd washed the paint away | |
| He took a job that took him west | |
| He's doing very well | |
| We don't see much of brother these days | |
| And this is my favorite of my papa | |
| He's dressed up in his sunday suit | |
| A wide brimmed hat, a watch on a chain | |
| Well, i'm gonna tell you the truth | |
| It's a picture of a downright handsome man | |
| Caught in the prime of his youth | |
| (repeat chorus) | |
| They open up the past again and let me dream inside |
| zuo ci : Gillespie, Oslin | |
| Here' s a little girl playin' dress up | |
| Somewhere under all that lace | |
| Standin' in her mama' s high heeled shoes | |
| With a lipstick covered face | |
| And here' s a little boy on a pony | |
| He' s a cowboy all the way | |
| He used to pull my hair and make me mad | |
| At the saturday matinee | |
| Who would' ve thought that i' d lose my heart | |
| To the same little boy someday | |
| chorus | |
| Lookin' through my old pictures | |
| Faded photographs | |
| Some of them bring me close to tears | |
| Others make me laugh | |
| Old memories seem to come alive | |
| And open up the past again | |
| And let me dream inside | |
| Here' s brother with his first automobile | |
| Thought he' d washed the paint away | |
| He took a job that took him west | |
| He' s doing very well | |
| We don' t see much of brother these days | |
| And this is my favorite of my papa | |
| He' s dressed up in his sunday suit | |
| A wide brimmed hat, a watch on a chain | |
| Well, i' m gonna tell you the truth | |
| It' s a picture of a downright handsome man | |
| Caught in the prime of his youth | |
| repeat chorus | |
| They open up the past again and let me dream inside |
| zuò cí : Gillespie, Oslin | |
| Here' s a little girl playin' dress up | |
| Somewhere under all that lace | |
| Standin' in her mama' s high heeled shoes | |
| With a lipstick covered face | |
| And here' s a little boy on a pony | |
| He' s a cowboy all the way | |
| He used to pull my hair and make me mad | |
| At the saturday matinee | |
| Who would' ve thought that i' d lose my heart | |
| To the same little boy someday | |
| chorus | |
| Lookin' through my old pictures | |
| Faded photographs | |
| Some of them bring me close to tears | |
| Others make me laugh | |
| Old memories seem to come alive | |
| And open up the past again | |
| And let me dream inside | |
| Here' s brother with his first automobile | |
| Thought he' d washed the paint away | |
| He took a job that took him west | |
| He' s doing very well | |
| We don' t see much of brother these days | |
| And this is my favorite of my papa | |
| He' s dressed up in his sunday suit | |
| A wide brimmed hat, a watch on a chain | |
| Well, i' m gonna tell you the truth | |
| It' s a picture of a downright handsome man | |
| Caught in the prime of his youth | |
| repeat chorus | |
| They open up the past again and let me dream inside |
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