歌曲 | High Flyin' Bird |
歌手 | Richie Havens |
专辑 | Mixed Bag |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Wheeler | |
There's a high flyin' bird, flying way up in the sky, | |
And I wonder if she looks down, as she goes on by? | |
Well, she's flying so freely in the sky. | |
Lord, look at me here, | |
I'm rooted like a tree here, | |
Got those sit-down, | |
can't cry Oh Lord, gonna die blues. | |
Now the sun it comes up and lights up the day, | |
And when he gets tired, Lord, he goes on down his way, | |
To the east and to the west, | |
He meets God every day. | |
Lord, look at me here, | |
I'm rooted like a tree here, | |
Got those sit-down, can't cry | |
Oh Lord, gonna die blues. | |
Now I had a woman | |
Lord, she lived down by the mine, | |
She ain't never seen the sun, | |
Oh Lord, never stopped crying. | |
Then one day my woman up and died, | |
Lord, she up and died now. | |
Oh Lord, she up and died now. | |
She wanted to die, | |
And the only way to fly is die, die, die. | |
There's a high flyin' bird, flying way up in the sky, | |
And I wonder if she looks down as she goes on by? | |
Well, she's flying so freely in the sky. | |
Lord, look at me here, | |
I'm rooted like a tree here, | |
Got those sit-down, can't cry, | |
Oh, Lord, gonna die blues. |
zuo ci : Wheeler | |
There' s a high flyin' bird, flying way up in the sky, | |
And I wonder if she looks down, as she goes on by? | |
Well, she' s flying so freely in the sky. | |
Lord, look at me here, | |
I' m rooted like a tree here, | |
Got those sitdown, | |
can' t cry Oh Lord, gonna die blues. | |
Now the sun it comes up and lights up the day, | |
And when he gets tired, Lord, he goes on down his way, | |
To the east and to the west, | |
He meets God every day. | |
Lord, look at me here, | |
I' m rooted like a tree here, | |
Got those sitdown, can' t cry | |
Oh Lord, gonna die blues. | |
Now I had a woman | |
Lord, she lived down by the mine, | |
She ain' t never seen the sun, | |
Oh Lord, never stopped crying. | |
Then one day my woman up and died, | |
Lord, she up and died now. | |
Oh Lord, she up and died now. | |
She wanted to die, | |
And the only way to fly is die, die, die. | |
There' s a high flyin' bird, flying way up in the sky, | |
And I wonder if she looks down as she goes on by? | |
Well, she' s flying so freely in the sky. | |
Lord, look at me here, | |
I' m rooted like a tree here, | |
Got those sitdown, can' t cry, | |
Oh, Lord, gonna die blues. |
zuò cí : Wheeler | |
There' s a high flyin' bird, flying way up in the sky, | |
And I wonder if she looks down, as she goes on by? | |
Well, she' s flying so freely in the sky. | |
Lord, look at me here, | |
I' m rooted like a tree here, | |
Got those sitdown, | |
can' t cry Oh Lord, gonna die blues. | |
Now the sun it comes up and lights up the day, | |
And when he gets tired, Lord, he goes on down his way, | |
To the east and to the west, | |
He meets God every day. | |
Lord, look at me here, | |
I' m rooted like a tree here, | |
Got those sitdown, can' t cry | |
Oh Lord, gonna die blues. | |
Now I had a woman | |
Lord, she lived down by the mine, | |
She ain' t never seen the sun, | |
Oh Lord, never stopped crying. | |
Then one day my woman up and died, | |
Lord, she up and died now. | |
Oh Lord, she up and died now. | |
She wanted to die, | |
And the only way to fly is die, die, die. | |
There' s a high flyin' bird, flying way up in the sky, | |
And I wonder if she looks down as she goes on by? | |
Well, she' s flying so freely in the sky. | |
Lord, look at me here, | |
I' m rooted like a tree here, | |
Got those sitdown, can' t cry, | |
Oh, Lord, gonna die blues. |