Letter In The Mail 歌词

	作词 : Taylor
	If i could go down now
	While the whole town is sleeping
	See the sun creeping up on the hill
	I know the river and the railroad
	Would run through the valley still
	I guess it never was much to look at
	Just a one-horse town
	The kind of place young people want to leave today
	Store fronts pretty much boarded up
	Main street pretty much closed down
	The church bell still rings on sunday
	Old folks still go
	The young ones listen on the radio
	Saturday night nothing but a stray dog running wild
	Like nobody's child
	And little by little, light after light
	That's how it died
	They say you never go home again
	That's no lie
	Its like a letter in the mail
	To a brother in jail
	It's a matter of time
	Until you can do a little bit better time
	It used to be part of the heartland
	Awful proud and strong
	But deep, deep down peaceful and serene
	When people used to talk about the country
	That's what they used to mean
	I might go down come the weekend
	Go on my own
	Drop off annie and the baby
	Maybe drive alone
	Pay my last respects to a time
	That has all but gone
	We said, mama come look at the mountain
	Fire in the sky
	It's lit up like the fourth of july
	The mill burning down
	The jobs leaving town
	The trains rolling by
	And little by little, light after light
	That's how it died
	They say you never go home again
	That's no lie
	It's just a letter in the mail
	To a brother in jail
	It's a matter of time
	Until you can do a little bit better time

	zuo ci : Taylor
	If i could go down now
	While the whole town is sleeping
	See the sun creeping up on the hill
	I know the river and the railroad
	Would run through the valley still
	I guess it never was much to look at
	Just a onehorse town
	The kind of place young people want to leave today
	Store fronts pretty much boarded up
	Main street pretty much closed down
	The church bell still rings on sunday
	Old folks still go
	The young ones listen on the radio
	Saturday night nothing but a stray dog running wild
	Like nobody' s child
	And little by little, light after light
	That' s how it died
	They say you never go home again
	That' s no lie
	Its like a letter in the mail
	To a brother in jail
	It' s a matter of time
	Until you can do a little bit better time
	It used to be part of the heartland
	Awful proud and strong
	But deep, deep down peaceful and serene
	When people used to talk about the country
	That' s what they used to mean
	I might go down come the weekend
	Go on my own
	Drop off annie and the baby
	Maybe drive alone
	Pay my last respects to a time
	That has all but gone
	We said, mama come look at the mountain
	Fire in the sky
	It' s lit up like the fourth of july
	The mill burning down
	The jobs leaving town
	The trains rolling by
	And little by little, light after light
	That' s how it died
	They say you never go home again
	That' s no lie
	It' s just a letter in the mail
	To a brother in jail
	It' s a matter of time
	Until you can do a little bit better time

	zuò cí : Taylor
	If i could go down now
	While the whole town is sleeping
	See the sun creeping up on the hill
	I know the river and the railroad
	Would run through the valley still
	I guess it never was much to look at
	Just a onehorse town
	The kind of place young people want to leave today
	Store fronts pretty much boarded up
	Main street pretty much closed down
	The church bell still rings on sunday
	Old folks still go
	The young ones listen on the radio
	Saturday night nothing but a stray dog running wild
	Like nobody' s child
	And little by little, light after light
	That' s how it died
	They say you never go home again
	That' s no lie
	Its like a letter in the mail
	To a brother in jail
	It' s a matter of time
	Until you can do a little bit better time
	It used to be part of the heartland
	Awful proud and strong
	But deep, deep down peaceful and serene
	When people used to talk about the country
	That' s what they used to mean
	I might go down come the weekend
	Go on my own
	Drop off annie and the baby
	Maybe drive alone
	Pay my last respects to a time
	That has all but gone
	We said, mama come look at the mountain
	Fire in the sky
	It' s lit up like the fourth of july
	The mill burning down
	The jobs leaving town
	The trains rolling by
	And little by little, light after light
	That' s how it died
	They say you never go home again
	That' s no lie
	It' s just a letter in the mail
	To a brother in jail
	It' s a matter of time
	Until you can do a little bit better time

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