歌曲 | Dyess Arkansas |
歌手 | Buddy Jewell |
专辑 | Times Like These |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Jewell | |
Would you believe this blacktop highway | |
Used to be a one-lane gravel road? | |
Back when | |
Johnny Cash was just somebody | |
Daddy went to school with years ago | |
When the cottonwoods reached to the sky | |
An' honeysuckle vine grew all around | |
My eyes well up with memories | |
Every time | |
I think about this little ol' town' | |
Cause I know there's bigger cities | |
Full of all the sights and sounds | |
Where people live in fear an' lock their doors | |
Long before the sun goes down | |
The drive-in picture show's been closed for years | |
No superstores or midi-malls | |
But everyday | |
I thank the | |
Lord he made | |
Dyess, Arkansas | |
I used to laugh at all the stories | |
Daddy'd tell me 'bout the mischief he'd get in | |
Dream of penny-candy an' nickel soda-pops | |
Lord, what a dollar'd buy back then | |
When livin' life was picture perfect | |
Like a Norman | |
Rockwell paintin' of the | |
SouthLord, | |
I'd give almost anything | |
To hear my | |
Daddy tell the stories now | |
He'd say, "I know there's bigger citiesFull of all the sights and soundsWhere people live in fear an' lock their doorsLong before the sun goes downThe drive-in picture show's been closed for yearsNo superstores or midi-mallsStill, everyday I thank the Lord he made Dyess, Arkansas" | |
Yes, I know there's bigger cities | |
But there ain't no better town | |
Folks here don't live in fear an' lock their doors | |
Long before the sun goes down | |
The population sign ain't changed in years | |
I guess it's destined to be small | |
But everyday | |
I thank the | |
Lord he made | |
Dyess, Arkansas | |
Yeah, everyday | |
I thank the | |
Lord he made | |
Dyess, Arkansas |
zuo qu : Jewell | |
Would you believe this blacktop highway | |
Used to be a onelane gravel road? | |
Back when | |
Johnny Cash was just somebody | |
Daddy went to school with years ago | |
When the cottonwoods reached to the sky | |
An' honeysuckle vine grew all around | |
My eyes well up with memories | |
Every time | |
I think about this little ol' town' | |
Cause I know there' s bigger cities | |
Full of all the sights and sounds | |
Where people live in fear an' lock their doors | |
Long before the sun goes down | |
The drivein picture show' s been closed for years | |
No superstores or midimalls | |
But everyday | |
I thank the | |
Lord he made | |
Dyess, Arkansas | |
I used to laugh at all the stories | |
Daddy' d tell me ' bout the mischief he' d get in | |
Dream of pennycandy an' nickel sodapops | |
Lord, what a dollar' d buy back then | |
When livin' life was picture perfect | |
Like a Norman | |
Rockwell paintin' of the | |
SouthLord, | |
I' d give almost anything | |
To hear my | |
Daddy tell the stories now | |
He' d say, " I know there' s bigger citiesFull of all the sights and soundsWhere people live in fear an' lock their doorsLong before the sun goes downThe drivein picture show' s been closed for yearsNo superstores or midimallsStill, everyday I thank the Lord he made Dyess, Arkansas" | |
Yes, I know there' s bigger cities | |
But there ain' t no better town | |
Folks here don' t live in fear an' lock their doors | |
Long before the sun goes down | |
The population sign ain' t changed in years | |
I guess it' s destined to be small | |
But everyday | |
I thank the | |
Lord he made | |
Dyess, Arkansas | |
Yeah, everyday | |
I thank the | |
Lord he made | |
Dyess, Arkansas |
zuò qǔ : Jewell | |
Would you believe this blacktop highway | |
Used to be a onelane gravel road? | |
Back when | |
Johnny Cash was just somebody | |
Daddy went to school with years ago | |
When the cottonwoods reached to the sky | |
An' honeysuckle vine grew all around | |
My eyes well up with memories | |
Every time | |
I think about this little ol' town' | |
Cause I know there' s bigger cities | |
Full of all the sights and sounds | |
Where people live in fear an' lock their doors | |
Long before the sun goes down | |
The drivein picture show' s been closed for years | |
No superstores or midimalls | |
But everyday | |
I thank the | |
Lord he made | |
Dyess, Arkansas | |
I used to laugh at all the stories | |
Daddy' d tell me ' bout the mischief he' d get in | |
Dream of pennycandy an' nickel sodapops | |
Lord, what a dollar' d buy back then | |
When livin' life was picture perfect | |
Like a Norman | |
Rockwell paintin' of the | |
SouthLord, | |
I' d give almost anything | |
To hear my | |
Daddy tell the stories now | |
He' d say, " I know there' s bigger citiesFull of all the sights and soundsWhere people live in fear an' lock their doorsLong before the sun goes downThe drivein picture show' s been closed for yearsNo superstores or midimallsStill, everyday I thank the Lord he made Dyess, Arkansas" | |
Yes, I know there' s bigger cities | |
But there ain' t no better town | |
Folks here don' t live in fear an' lock their doors | |
Long before the sun goes down | |
The population sign ain' t changed in years | |
I guess it' s destined to be small | |
But everyday | |
I thank the | |
Lord he made | |
Dyess, Arkansas | |
Yeah, everyday | |
I thank the | |
Lord he made | |
Dyess, Arkansas |