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Daddy Won't Sell The Farm

	作曲 : Branda, Fox
	His cows get loose and run
	Right through the fast food parking lots
	And Daddy gets calls from the mini-malls
	When they're downwind from his hogs
	When his tractor backs up traffic
	The reception ain't too warm
	The city's growing around him
	But Daddy won't sell the farm
	You can't roll a rock up a hill that steep
	You can't pull roots when they run that deep
	He's gonna live and die in the eye of an urban storm
	Daddy won't sell the farm
	He worked and slaved in '68, he bought these fields and trees
	He raised his corn and a big red barn and a healthy family
	He learned to love the woodlands, he can't stand to do them harm
	There's concrete all around him but
	Daddy won't sell the farm
	You can't roll a rock up a hill that steep
	You can't pull roots when they run that deep
	He's gonna live and die in the eye of an urban storm
	Daddy won't sell the farm
	One day he's gonna leave it all to me
	And I'll start my own branch of the family tree
	They'll get the message written on the roof of the barn
	Daddy won't sell the farm
	You can't roll a rock up a hill that steep
	You can't pull roots when they run that deep
	He's gonna live and die in the eye of an urban storm
	Daddy won't sell the farm
	We're gonna live and die
	In the eye of an urban storm
	Daddy won't sell the farm
	Oh you know a country boy can survive

	zuò qǔ : Branda, Fox
	His cows get loose and run
	Right through the fast food parking lots
	And Daddy gets calls from the minimalls
	When they' re downwind from his hogs
	When his tractor backs up traffic
	The reception ain' t too warm
	The city' s growing around him
	But Daddy won' t sell the farm
	You can' t roll a rock up a hill that steep
	You can' t pull roots when they run that deep
	He' s gonna live and die in the eye of an urban storm
	Daddy won' t sell the farm
	He worked and slaved in ' 68, he bought these fields and trees
	He raised his corn and a big red barn and a healthy family
	He learned to love the woodlands, he can' t stand to do them harm
	There' s concrete all around him but
	Daddy won' t sell the farm
	You can' t roll a rock up a hill that steep
	You can' t pull roots when they run that deep
	He' s gonna live and die in the eye of an urban storm
	Daddy won' t sell the farm
	One day he' s gonna leave it all to me
	And I' ll start my own branch of the family tree
	They' ll get the message written on the roof of the barn
	Daddy won' t sell the farm
	You can' t roll a rock up a hill that steep
	You can' t pull roots when they run that deep
	He' s gonna live and die in the eye of an urban storm
	Daddy won' t sell the farm
	We' re gonna live and die
	In the eye of an urban storm
	Daddy won' t sell the farm
	Oh you know a country boy can survive