歌曲 | The Oldest Baby In the World |
歌手 | John Prine |
专辑 | John Prine Live |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
Lyrics:John Prine/Don Fritts Music:John Prine/Don Fritts | |
She's got the mind of a child | |
And a body peaking over the hill | |
Well, she would if she could | |
And she should but nobody will | |
With her nails painted red | |
And her hair so unnaturally curled | |
Well i think that she may be | |
The oldest baby in the world | |
She's tasted the night life | |
But it's left her with nothing but hunger | |
And all the available men | |
Seem to think that they want something younger | |
But youth is a costume | |
And the beauty within lies unfurled | |
And i think that she may be | |
The oldest baby in the world | |
Fast horses win races | |
And royal flushes beat aces | |
And everyone's playing to keep | |
So let's turn out the lights | |
And rock that old baby to sleep | |
She loves the sound of the rain | |
But you know she's still afraid of the thunder | |
She keeps a head full of hope | |
And a heart that's so full of wonder | |
She may look like a woman | |
But she's still some daddy's little girl | |
And i think that she may be | |
The oldest baby in the world | |
Yes, i think that she may be | |
The oldest baby in the world |
Lyrics: John Prine Don Fritts Music: John Prine Don Fritts | |
She' s got the mind of a child | |
And a body peaking over the hill | |
Well, she would if she could | |
And she should but nobody will | |
With her nails painted red | |
And her hair so unnaturally curled | |
Well i think that she may be | |
The oldest baby in the world | |
She' s tasted the night life | |
But it' s left her with nothing but hunger | |
And all the available men | |
Seem to think that they want something younger | |
But youth is a costume | |
And the beauty within lies unfurled | |
And i think that she may be | |
The oldest baby in the world | |
Fast horses win races | |
And royal flushes beat aces | |
And everyone' s playing to keep | |
So let' s turn out the lights | |
And rock that old baby to sleep | |
She loves the sound of the rain | |
But you know she' s still afraid of the thunder | |
She keeps a head full of hope | |
And a heart that' s so full of wonder | |
She may look like a woman | |
But she' s still some daddy' s little girl | |
And i think that she may be | |
The oldest baby in the world | |
Yes, i think that she may be | |
The oldest baby in the world |
Lyrics: John Prine Don Fritts Music: John Prine Don Fritts | |
She' s got the mind of a child | |
And a body peaking over the hill | |
Well, she would if she could | |
And she should but nobody will | |
With her nails painted red | |
And her hair so unnaturally curled | |
Well i think that she may be | |
The oldest baby in the world | |
She' s tasted the night life | |
But it' s left her with nothing but hunger | |
And all the available men | |
Seem to think that they want something younger | |
But youth is a costume | |
And the beauty within lies unfurled | |
And i think that she may be | |
The oldest baby in the world | |
Fast horses win races | |
And royal flushes beat aces | |
And everyone' s playing to keep | |
So let' s turn out the lights | |
And rock that old baby to sleep | |
She loves the sound of the rain | |
But you know she' s still afraid of the thunder | |
She keeps a head full of hope | |
And a heart that' s so full of wonder | |
She may look like a woman | |
But she' s still some daddy' s little girl | |
And i think that she may be | |
The oldest baby in the world | |
Yes, i think that she may be | |
The oldest baby in the world |