歌曲 | Queen of the Coast |
歌手 | Laura Cantrell |
专辑 | Not The Tremblin' Kind |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Cantrell | |
She was the | |
Queen of the | |
Coast back in nineteen sixty five, | |
Prettier 'n most, she could keep a room alive, | |
With the catch in her voice and the beehive on her head. | |
Do you remember anything she ever said. | |
Well, some stars fade faster than the rest, | |
And the promise wore off though she did her best. | |
She finally looked around for somethin' else to do. | |
What she found was a man who needed what she knew. | |
Have you forgotten? | |
Have you forgiven? | |
Tell me are you livin' just a little in your past every day. | |
Time sure has changed you; it's walked right on by you. | |
Does it satisfy you to have so little to say? | |
For the next ten years she rode around on the bus. | |
She did washin' and ironin' and pickin' up. | |
She had a place to stand at the back of the stage. | |
She was there every night, lookin' her age. | |
She lent her voice, but she gave her heart. | |
And, I guess, that must've been the hardest part. | |
She figured out exactly what was goin' on, | |
All the love she had given for a song. | |
Then things unravelled like they usually do. | |
She got her old heart busted up by husband, number two. | |
Have you forgotten? | |
Have you forgiven? | |
Tell me are you livin' just a little in your past every day. | |
Time sure has changed you; it's walked right on by you. | |
Does it satisfy you to have so little to say? | |
Instrumental | |
Break. I'm not quite sure when she got back on the bus. | |
But she's still washin' and ironin' and pickin' up. | |
If you look all the way to the back of the stage, | |
She's standin' at her mic, lookin' her age. | |
In a roadstop in | |
Reno at supper time, | |
The waitress comes over with a look in her eye. | |
Says: "I saw you in Modesto almost thirty years ago, " | |
An' I can still remember every song in your show." " | |
Please Help | |
Me, I'm Falling." " | |
Don't Come | |
Home A-Drinking." Well, there's a pair of swingin' doors for every cowboy sweetheart tonight. Time sure has changed you; it's walked right on by you. Does it satisfy you to have so little to say? |
zuo qu : Cantrell | |
She was the | |
Queen of the | |
Coast back in nineteen sixty five, | |
Prettier ' n most, she could keep a room alive, | |
With the catch in her voice and the beehive on her head. | |
Do you remember anything she ever said. | |
Well, some stars fade faster than the rest, | |
And the promise wore off though she did her best. | |
She finally looked around for somethin' else to do. | |
What she found was a man who needed what she knew. | |
Have you forgotten? | |
Have you forgiven? | |
Tell me are you livin' just a little in your past every day. | |
Time sure has changed you it' s walked right on by you. | |
Does it satisfy you to have so little to say? | |
For the next ten years she rode around on the bus. | |
She did washin' and ironin' and pickin' up. | |
She had a place to stand at the back of the stage. | |
She was there every night, lookin' her age. | |
She lent her voice, but she gave her heart. | |
And, I guess, that must' ve been the hardest part. | |
She figured out exactly what was goin' on, | |
All the love she had given for a song. | |
Then things unravelled like they usually do. | |
She got her old heart busted up by husband, number two. | |
Have you forgotten? | |
Have you forgiven? | |
Tell me are you livin' just a little in your past every day. | |
Time sure has changed you it' s walked right on by you. | |
Does it satisfy you to have so little to say? | |
Instrumental | |
Break. I' m not quite sure when she got back on the bus. | |
But she' s still washin' and ironin' and pickin' up. | |
If you look all the way to the back of the stage, | |
She' s standin' at her mic, lookin' her age. | |
In a roadstop in | |
Reno at supper time, | |
The waitress comes over with a look in her eye. | |
Says: " I saw you in Modesto almost thirty years ago, " | |
An' I can still remember every song in your show." " | |
Please Help | |
Me, I' m Falling." " | |
Don' t Come | |
Home ADrinking." Well, there' s a pair of swingin' doors for every cowboy sweetheart tonight. Time sure has changed you it' s walked right on by you. Does it satisfy you to have so little to say? |
zuò qǔ : Cantrell | |
She was the | |
Queen of the | |
Coast back in nineteen sixty five, | |
Prettier ' n most, she could keep a room alive, | |
With the catch in her voice and the beehive on her head. | |
Do you remember anything she ever said. | |
Well, some stars fade faster than the rest, | |
And the promise wore off though she did her best. | |
She finally looked around for somethin' else to do. | |
What she found was a man who needed what she knew. | |
Have you forgotten? | |
Have you forgiven? | |
Tell me are you livin' just a little in your past every day. | |
Time sure has changed you it' s walked right on by you. | |
Does it satisfy you to have so little to say? | |
For the next ten years she rode around on the bus. | |
She did washin' and ironin' and pickin' up. | |
She had a place to stand at the back of the stage. | |
She was there every night, lookin' her age. | |
She lent her voice, but she gave her heart. | |
And, I guess, that must' ve been the hardest part. | |
She figured out exactly what was goin' on, | |
All the love she had given for a song. | |
Then things unravelled like they usually do. | |
She got her old heart busted up by husband, number two. | |
Have you forgotten? | |
Have you forgiven? | |
Tell me are you livin' just a little in your past every day. | |
Time sure has changed you it' s walked right on by you. | |
Does it satisfy you to have so little to say? | |
Instrumental | |
Break. I' m not quite sure when she got back on the bus. | |
But she' s still washin' and ironin' and pickin' up. | |
If you look all the way to the back of the stage, | |
She' s standin' at her mic, lookin' her age. | |
In a roadstop in | |
Reno at supper time, | |
The waitress comes over with a look in her eye. | |
Says: " I saw you in Modesto almost thirty years ago, " | |
An' I can still remember every song in your show." " | |
Please Help | |
Me, I' m Falling." " | |
Don' t Come | |
Home ADrinking." Well, there' s a pair of swingin' doors for every cowboy sweetheart tonight. Time sure has changed you it' s walked right on by you. Does it satisfy you to have so little to say? |