歌曲 | Matthew |
歌手 | John Denver |
专辑 | The Wildlife Concert |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
I had an uncle name of Matthew | |
He was his father's only boy | |
Born just south of Colby, Kansas | |
He was his mother's pride and joy | |
CHORUS | |
Yes, and joy was just a thing that he was raised on | |
Love was just a way to live and die | |
Gold was just a windy Kansas wheatfield | |
Blue was just the Kansas summer sky | |
All the stories that he told me | |
Back when I was just a lad | |
All the mem'ries that he gave me | |
All the good times that he had | |
Growin' up a Kansas farm boy | |
Life is mostly havin' fun | |
Ridin' on his daddy's shoulders | |
Behind a mule beneath the sun | |
CHORUS | |
Well, I guess there were some hard times | |
And I'm told some years were lean | |
They had a storm in 'forty seven | |
A twister came and stripped 'em clean | |
He lost the farm and lost his family | |
He lost the wheat and lost his home | |
But he found the family Bible | |
A faith as solid as a stone | |
CHORUS | |
And so he came to live at our house | |
And he came to work the land | |
He came to ease my daddy's burden | |
And he came to be my friend | |
And so I wrote this down for Matthew | |
And it's for him this song is sung | |
Ridin' on his daddy's shoulders | |
Behind a mule beneath the sun | |
CHORUS |
I had an uncle name of Matthew | |
He was his father' s only boy | |
Born just south of Colby, Kansas | |
He was his mother' s pride and joy | |
CHORUS | |
Yes, and joy was just a thing that he was raised on | |
Love was just a way to live and die | |
Gold was just a windy Kansas wheatfield | |
Blue was just the Kansas summer sky | |
All the stories that he told me | |
Back when I was just a lad | |
All the mem' ries that he gave me | |
All the good times that he had | |
Growin' up a Kansas farm boy | |
Life is mostly havin' fun | |
Ridin' on his daddy' s shoulders | |
Behind a mule beneath the sun | |
CHORUS | |
Well, I guess there were some hard times | |
And I' m told some years were lean | |
They had a storm in ' forty seven | |
A twister came and stripped ' em clean | |
He lost the farm and lost his family | |
He lost the wheat and lost his home | |
But he found the family Bible | |
A faith as solid as a stone | |
CHORUS | |
And so he came to live at our house | |
And he came to work the land | |
He came to ease my daddy' s burden | |
And he came to be my friend | |
And so I wrote this down for Matthew | |
And it' s for him this song is sung | |
Ridin' on his daddy' s shoulders | |
Behind a mule beneath the sun | |
CHORUS |
I had an uncle name of Matthew | |
He was his father' s only boy | |
Born just south of Colby, Kansas | |
He was his mother' s pride and joy | |
CHORUS | |
Yes, and joy was just a thing that he was raised on | |
Love was just a way to live and die | |
Gold was just a windy Kansas wheatfield | |
Blue was just the Kansas summer sky | |
All the stories that he told me | |
Back when I was just a lad | |
All the mem' ries that he gave me | |
All the good times that he had | |
Growin' up a Kansas farm boy | |
Life is mostly havin' fun | |
Ridin' on his daddy' s shoulders | |
Behind a mule beneath the sun | |
CHORUS | |
Well, I guess there were some hard times | |
And I' m told some years were lean | |
They had a storm in ' forty seven | |
A twister came and stripped ' em clean | |
He lost the farm and lost his family | |
He lost the wheat and lost his home | |
But he found the family Bible | |
A faith as solid as a stone | |
CHORUS | |
And so he came to live at our house | |
And he came to work the land | |
He came to ease my daddy' s burden | |
And he came to be my friend | |
And so I wrote this down for Matthew | |
And it' s for him this song is sung | |
Ridin' on his daddy' s shoulders | |
Behind a mule beneath the sun | |
CHORUS |