Floyd County 歌词
| 歌曲 | Floyd County |
| 歌手 | Dwight Yoakam |
| 专辑 | Buenas Noches From A Lonely Room |
| 下载 | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Yoakam | |
| It's a sad day in Floyd County, Mr. Jones | |
| Yeah, the grief is strong for the man that's gone | |
| And at the grave his woman cries and she moans | |
| 'Cause it's a sad day in Floyd County, Mr. Jones | |
| The six children he raised are all weepin' | |
| For this soft-spoken mountain man | |
| Who fed them with the money | |
| he earned in those black mines | |
| And the food he could raise with his hands | |
| It's a sad day in Floyd County, Mr. Jones | |
| Yeah, the grief is strong for the man that's gone | |
| And at the grave his woman cries and she moans | |
| 'Cause it's a sad day in Floyd County, Mr. Jones | |
| Though the world knew nothing of his wisdom | |
| Or the honest and simple things he did | |
| There's some folks cryin' on this hillside today | |
| That know about the humble way he lived | |
| It's a sad day in Floyd County, Mr. Jones | |
| Yeah, the grief is strong for the man that's gone | |
| And at the grave his woman cries and she moans | |
| 'Cause it's a sad day in Floyd County, Mr. Jones | |
| Instrumental | |
| Now this house in the holler stands empty | |
| Though his presence in my memory is plain | |
| You know that I'd swear that | |
| I just saw him walkin' up that hill | |
| I guess this place just won't never be the same | |
| It's a sad day in Floyd County, Mr. Jones | |
| Yeah, the grief is strong for the man that's gone | |
| And at the grave his woman cries and she moans | |
| 'Cause it's a sad day in Floyd County, Mr. Jones... |
| zuo ci : Yoakam | |
| It' s a sad day in Floyd County, Mr. Jones | |
| Yeah, the grief is strong for the man that' s gone | |
| And at the grave his woman cries and she moans | |
| ' Cause it' s a sad day in Floyd County, Mr. Jones | |
| The six children he raised are all weepin' | |
| For this softspoken mountain man | |
| Who fed them with the money | |
| he earned in those black mines | |
| And the food he could raise with his hands | |
| It' s a sad day in Floyd County, Mr. Jones | |
| Yeah, the grief is strong for the man that' s gone | |
| And at the grave his woman cries and she moans | |
| ' Cause it' s a sad day in Floyd County, Mr. Jones | |
| Though the world knew nothing of his wisdom | |
| Or the honest and simple things he did | |
| There' s some folks cryin' on this hillside today | |
| That know about the humble way he lived | |
| It' s a sad day in Floyd County, Mr. Jones | |
| Yeah, the grief is strong for the man that' s gone | |
| And at the grave his woman cries and she moans | |
| ' Cause it' s a sad day in Floyd County, Mr. Jones | |
| Instrumental | |
| Now this house in the holler stands empty | |
| Though his presence in my memory is plain | |
| You know that I' d swear that | |
| I just saw him walkin' up that hill | |
| I guess this place just won' t never be the same | |
| It' s a sad day in Floyd County, Mr. Jones | |
| Yeah, the grief is strong for the man that' s gone | |
| And at the grave his woman cries and she moans | |
| ' Cause it' s a sad day in Floyd County, Mr. Jones... |
| zuò cí : Yoakam | |
| It' s a sad day in Floyd County, Mr. Jones | |
| Yeah, the grief is strong for the man that' s gone | |
| And at the grave his woman cries and she moans | |
| ' Cause it' s a sad day in Floyd County, Mr. Jones | |
| The six children he raised are all weepin' | |
| For this softspoken mountain man | |
| Who fed them with the money | |
| he earned in those black mines | |
| And the food he could raise with his hands | |
| It' s a sad day in Floyd County, Mr. Jones | |
| Yeah, the grief is strong for the man that' s gone | |
| And at the grave his woman cries and she moans | |
| ' Cause it' s a sad day in Floyd County, Mr. Jones | |
| Though the world knew nothing of his wisdom | |
| Or the honest and simple things he did | |
| There' s some folks cryin' on this hillside today | |
| That know about the humble way he lived | |
| It' s a sad day in Floyd County, Mr. Jones | |
| Yeah, the grief is strong for the man that' s gone | |
| And at the grave his woman cries and she moans | |
| ' Cause it' s a sad day in Floyd County, Mr. Jones | |
| Instrumental | |
| Now this house in the holler stands empty | |
| Though his presence in my memory is plain | |
| You know that I' d swear that | |
| I just saw him walkin' up that hill | |
| I guess this place just won' t never be the same | |
| It' s a sad day in Floyd County, Mr. Jones | |
| Yeah, the grief is strong for the man that' s gone | |
| And at the grave his woman cries and she moans | |
| ' Cause it' s a sad day in Floyd County, Mr. Jones... |
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