Wheel Inside The Wheel 歌词

歌曲	Wheel Inside The Wheel
歌手	Mary Gauthier
专辑	Mercy Now
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	作曲 : Gauthier
	The parade of souls is marching across the sky
	Their heat and their light bathed in blue as they march by
	The all stars play when the saints go marching in
	A second line forms and they wave white hankies in the wind
	Satchmo takes a solo, and he flashes his million dollar smile
	Marie Laveau promenades with
	Oscar Wilde
	Big funky
	Stella twirls her little red umbrella to the beat
	As the soul parade winds it's way down
	Eternity Street
	Souls ain't born, souls don't die
	Soul ain't made of earth, ain't made of water, ain't made of sky
	So, ride the flaming circle, wind the golden reel
	And roll on, brother, in the wheel inside the wheel
	Mardi Gras
	Indians chant in the streets at sundown
	Spy boy meets spy boy, and big chief meets big chief uptown
	They circle and sway in their rainbow colored feathers and beads
	They prance like peacocks, children of slavery freed
	Souls ain't born, souls don't die
	Soul ain't made of earth, ain't made of water, ain't made of sky
	Ride the flaming circle, wind the golden reel
	And roll on, brother, in the wheel inside the wheel
	The Krewe of the crossbones parades into the midnight sun
	They march through the fire and come out beating homemade drums
	While the
	French quarter queens in their high heeled drag disguise
	Sing 'Over the rainbow' 'til
	Judy Garland quivers and sighs
	Souls ain't born, souls don't die
	Soul ain't made of earth, ain't made of water, ain't made of sky
	Ride the flaming circle, wind the golden reel
	And roll on, brother, in the wheel inside the wheel
	Flambeau dancers light the walkway to
	Jean Pierces
	There's a party tonight and all the girls are gonna be there
	Sipping wormwood concoctions, drinking absinthe and talking trash
	It's a red carpet, black tie, all night, celestial bash
	Souls ain't born, souls don't die
	Soul ain't made of earth, ain't made of water, ain't made of sky
	Ride the flaming circle, wind the golden reel
	And roll on, brother, in the wheel inside the wheel
	I said roll on, brother, in the wheel inside the wheel
	Yeah, roll on, brother, in the wheel inside the wheel

	zuo qu : Gauthier
	The parade of souls is marching across the sky
	Their heat and their light bathed in blue as they march by
	The all stars play when the saints go marching in
	A second line forms and they wave white hankies in the wind
	Satchmo takes a solo, and he flashes his million dollar smile
	Marie Laveau promenades with
	Oscar Wilde
	Big funky
	Stella twirls her little red umbrella to the beat
	As the soul parade winds it' s way down
	Eternity Street
	Souls ain' t born, souls don' t die
	Soul ain' t made of earth, ain' t made of water, ain' t made of sky
	So, ride the flaming circle, wind the golden reel
	And roll on, brother, in the wheel inside the wheel
	Mardi Gras
	Indians chant in the streets at sundown
	Spy boy meets spy boy, and big chief meets big chief uptown
	They circle and sway in their rainbow colored feathers and beads
	They prance like peacocks, children of slavery freed
	Souls ain' t born, souls don' t die
	Soul ain' t made of earth, ain' t made of water, ain' t made of sky
	Ride the flaming circle, wind the golden reel
	And roll on, brother, in the wheel inside the wheel
	The Krewe of the crossbones parades into the midnight sun
	They march through the fire and come out beating homemade drums
	While the
	French quarter queens in their high heeled drag disguise
	Sing ' Over the rainbow' ' til
	Judy Garland quivers and sighs
	Souls ain' t born, souls don' t die
	Soul ain' t made of earth, ain' t made of water, ain' t made of sky
	Ride the flaming circle, wind the golden reel
	And roll on, brother, in the wheel inside the wheel
	Flambeau dancers light the walkway to
	Jean Pierces
	There' s a party tonight and all the girls are gonna be there
	Sipping wormwood concoctions, drinking absinthe and talking trash
	It' s a red carpet, black tie, all night, celestial bash
	Souls ain' t born, souls don' t die
	Soul ain' t made of earth, ain' t made of water, ain' t made of sky
	Ride the flaming circle, wind the golden reel
	And roll on, brother, in the wheel inside the wheel
	I said roll on, brother, in the wheel inside the wheel
	Yeah, roll on, brother, in the wheel inside the wheel

	zuò qǔ : Gauthier
	The parade of souls is marching across the sky
	Their heat and their light bathed in blue as they march by
	The all stars play when the saints go marching in
	A second line forms and they wave white hankies in the wind
	Satchmo takes a solo, and he flashes his million dollar smile
	Marie Laveau promenades with
	Oscar Wilde
	Big funky
	Stella twirls her little red umbrella to the beat
	As the soul parade winds it' s way down
	Eternity Street
	Souls ain' t born, souls don' t die
	Soul ain' t made of earth, ain' t made of water, ain' t made of sky
	So, ride the flaming circle, wind the golden reel
	And roll on, brother, in the wheel inside the wheel
	Mardi Gras
	Indians chant in the streets at sundown
	Spy boy meets spy boy, and big chief meets big chief uptown
	They circle and sway in their rainbow colored feathers and beads
	They prance like peacocks, children of slavery freed
	Souls ain' t born, souls don' t die
	Soul ain' t made of earth, ain' t made of water, ain' t made of sky
	Ride the flaming circle, wind the golden reel
	And roll on, brother, in the wheel inside the wheel
	The Krewe of the crossbones parades into the midnight sun
	They march through the fire and come out beating homemade drums
	While the
	French quarter queens in their high heeled drag disguise
	Sing ' Over the rainbow' ' til
	Judy Garland quivers and sighs
	Souls ain' t born, souls don' t die
	Soul ain' t made of earth, ain' t made of water, ain' t made of sky
	Ride the flaming circle, wind the golden reel
	And roll on, brother, in the wheel inside the wheel
	Flambeau dancers light the walkway to
	Jean Pierces
	There' s a party tonight and all the girls are gonna be there
	Sipping wormwood concoctions, drinking absinthe and talking trash
	It' s a red carpet, black tie, all night, celestial bash
	Souls ain' t born, souls don' t die
	Soul ain' t made of earth, ain' t made of water, ain' t made of sky
	Ride the flaming circle, wind the golden reel
	And roll on, brother, in the wheel inside the wheel
	I said roll on, brother, in the wheel inside the wheel
	Yeah, roll on, brother, in the wheel inside the wheel

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