歌曲 | Christmas Time In The City |
歌手 | Mary Chapin Carpenter |
专辑 | Come Darkness, Come Light: Twelve Songs of Christmas |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Carpenter, Jennings | |
作词 : CARPENTER, MARY | |
Well I walked to town in the pouring rain | |
Paid my fare and | |
I rode that train | |
To the station under the avenue | |
Hit the air at the stroke of noon | |
At the cross streets where | |
I staked my claim | |
I played in tune with the winter rain | |
Collecting dimes and dollar bills | |
While the noisy traffic played the fills | |
And it’s Christmas time in the city | |
When the air is filled with cheer | |
And the storefronts look this pretty only once a year | |
Well the vendors huddled and the taxis honked | |
As I played for change beneath the neon clock | |
Was dressed up looking like a | |
Christmas tree | |
Blinking down on that busy street | |
When the crowd thinned out and the rain had quit | |
And my fingers felt cold and stiff | |
I took their money and | |
I closed my case | |
And I headed back towards home again | |
And it’s Christmas time in the city | |
When the air is filled with cheer | |
And the storefronts look this pretty only once a year | |
As I walked back to the subway stairs | |
I had twenty eight dollars in change for fare | |
There was an old bag lady with an outstretched hand | |
And a small | |
Salvation | |
Army bandPlaying | |
Angels We | |
Have Heard on | |
HighThe First | |
Noel and O | |
Holy Night | |
I folded up one dollar bill | |
And I tucked it down into the till | |
And it’s Christmas time in the city | |
When the air is filled with cheer | |
And the storefronts look this pretty only once a year | |
And it’s Christmas time in the city | |
When the air is filled with cheer | |
And the storefronts look this pretty only once a year | |
And it’s Christmas time in the city |
zuo qu : Carpenter, Jennings | |
zuo ci : CARPENTER, MARY | |
Well I walked to town in the pouring rain | |
Paid my fare and | |
I rode that train | |
To the station under the avenue | |
Hit the air at the stroke of noon | |
At the cross streets where | |
I staked my claim | |
I played in tune with the winter rain | |
Collecting dimes and dollar bills | |
While the noisy traffic played the fills | |
And it' s Christmas time in the city | |
When the air is filled with cheer | |
And the storefronts look this pretty only once a year | |
Well the vendors huddled and the taxis honked | |
As I played for change beneath the neon clock | |
Was dressed up looking like a | |
Christmas tree | |
Blinking down on that busy street | |
When the crowd thinned out and the rain had quit | |
And my fingers felt cold and stiff | |
I took their money and | |
I closed my case | |
And I headed back towards home again | |
And it' s Christmas time in the city | |
When the air is filled with cheer | |
And the storefronts look this pretty only once a year | |
As I walked back to the subway stairs | |
I had twenty eight dollars in change for fare | |
There was an old bag lady with an outstretched hand | |
And a small | |
Salvation | |
Army bandPlaying | |
Angels We | |
Have Heard on | |
HighThe First | |
Noel and O | |
Holy Night | |
I folded up one dollar bill | |
And I tucked it down into the till | |
And it' s Christmas time in the city | |
When the air is filled with cheer | |
And the storefronts look this pretty only once a year | |
And it' s Christmas time in the city | |
When the air is filled with cheer | |
And the storefronts look this pretty only once a year | |
And it' s Christmas time in the city |
zuò qǔ : Carpenter, Jennings | |
zuò cí : CARPENTER, MARY | |
Well I walked to town in the pouring rain | |
Paid my fare and | |
I rode that train | |
To the station under the avenue | |
Hit the air at the stroke of noon | |
At the cross streets where | |
I staked my claim | |
I played in tune with the winter rain | |
Collecting dimes and dollar bills | |
While the noisy traffic played the fills | |
And it' s Christmas time in the city | |
When the air is filled with cheer | |
And the storefronts look this pretty only once a year | |
Well the vendors huddled and the taxis honked | |
As I played for change beneath the neon clock | |
Was dressed up looking like a | |
Christmas tree | |
Blinking down on that busy street | |
When the crowd thinned out and the rain had quit | |
And my fingers felt cold and stiff | |
I took their money and | |
I closed my case | |
And I headed back towards home again | |
And it' s Christmas time in the city | |
When the air is filled with cheer | |
And the storefronts look this pretty only once a year | |
As I walked back to the subway stairs | |
I had twenty eight dollars in change for fare | |
There was an old bag lady with an outstretched hand | |
And a small | |
Salvation | |
Army bandPlaying | |
Angels We | |
Have Heard on | |
HighThe First | |
Noel and O | |
Holy Night | |
I folded up one dollar bill | |
And I tucked it down into the till | |
And it' s Christmas time in the city | |
When the air is filled with cheer | |
And the storefronts look this pretty only once a year | |
And it' s Christmas time in the city | |
When the air is filled with cheer | |
And the storefronts look this pretty only once a year | |
And it' s Christmas time in the city |