歌曲 | Berkeley Woman |
歌手 | John Denver |
专辑 | John Denver |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Bowers | |
This song appears on two albums, and was first released on the farewell andromeda album, and has also been released on the john denver album. | |
I saw a berkley woman | |
Sittin' in her rockin' chair | |
A dulcimer in her lap | |
A feather in her hair | |
Her breasts swayed freely | |
With the rhythm of the rockin' chair | |
She was a-sittin' and a-singin' and a-swayin' | |
Her cheeks were red i declare | |
Twas hard to believe | |
What my eyes showed me then | |
The colour in her cheeks | |
Was just her natural skin | |
She wore no makeup | |
To make her look that way | |
She was a natural mama with the red cheeks | |
What more can i say | |
Well i finally realised | |
There was hunger in my stare | |
In my mind i was swayin' | |
With the woman in the rockin' chair | |
But the lady i was livin' with | |
Was standin' right by my side | |
She saw my stare and she saw my hunger | |
And lord it made her cry | |
So with anger on her face | |
Yes and the hurt in her eyes | |
She scratched me and she clawed me | |
She screamed and she cried | |
※oh you don't give me near | |
All the lovin' that you should | |
Yet you're ready to go and lay with her | |
You're just no damn good§ | |
Well i guess she's probably right | |
Oh i guess i'm probably wrong | |
I guess she's not too far away | |
She hasn't been gone very long | |
And i guess we could get together | |
And try it one more time | |
But i know that wanderlust would come again | |
She'd only wind up a-cryin' | |
Well now you've heard my story | |
Plain as the light of day | |
It's hard to feel guilty for lovin' the ladies | |
That's all i gotta say | |
'cept a woman is the sweetest fruit | |
That god ever put on the vine | |
I'd no more love just one kinda woman | |
Than drink only one kinda wine | |
Words and music by bryan bowers |
zuo ci : Bowers | |
This song appears on two albums, and was first released on the farewell andromeda album, and has also been released on the john denver album. | |
I saw a berkley woman | |
Sittin' in her rockin' chair | |
A dulcimer in her lap | |
A feather in her hair | |
Her breasts swayed freely | |
With the rhythm of the rockin' chair | |
She was asittin' and asingin' and aswayin' | |
Her cheeks were red i declare | |
Twas hard to believe | |
What my eyes showed me then | |
The colour in her cheeks | |
Was just her natural skin | |
She wore no makeup | |
To make her look that way | |
She was a natural mama with the red cheeks | |
What more can i say | |
Well i finally realised | |
There was hunger in my stare | |
In my mind i was swayin' | |
With the woman in the rockin' chair | |
But the lady i was livin' with | |
Was standin' right by my side | |
She saw my stare and she saw my hunger | |
And lord it made her cry | |
So with anger on her face | |
Yes and the hurt in her eyes | |
She scratched me and she clawed me | |
She screamed and she cried | |
oh you don' t give me near | |
All the lovin' that you should | |
Yet you' re ready to go and lay with her | |
You' re just no damn good | |
Well i guess she' s probably right | |
Oh i guess i' m probably wrong | |
I guess she' s not too far away | |
She hasn' t been gone very long | |
And i guess we could get together | |
And try it one more time | |
But i know that wanderlust would come again | |
She' d only wind up acryin' | |
Well now you' ve heard my story | |
Plain as the light of day | |
It' s hard to feel guilty for lovin' the ladies | |
That' s all i gotta say | |
' cept a woman is the sweetest fruit | |
That god ever put on the vine | |
I' d no more love just one kinda woman | |
Than drink only one kinda wine | |
Words and music by bryan bowers |
zuò cí : Bowers | |
This song appears on two albums, and was first released on the farewell andromeda album, and has also been released on the john denver album. | |
I saw a berkley woman | |
Sittin' in her rockin' chair | |
A dulcimer in her lap | |
A feather in her hair | |
Her breasts swayed freely | |
With the rhythm of the rockin' chair | |
She was asittin' and asingin' and aswayin' | |
Her cheeks were red i declare | |
Twas hard to believe | |
What my eyes showed me then | |
The colour in her cheeks | |
Was just her natural skin | |
She wore no makeup | |
To make her look that way | |
She was a natural mama with the red cheeks | |
What more can i say | |
Well i finally realised | |
There was hunger in my stare | |
In my mind i was swayin' | |
With the woman in the rockin' chair | |
But the lady i was livin' with | |
Was standin' right by my side | |
She saw my stare and she saw my hunger | |
And lord it made her cry | |
So with anger on her face | |
Yes and the hurt in her eyes | |
She scratched me and she clawed me | |
She screamed and she cried | |
oh you don' t give me near | |
All the lovin' that you should | |
Yet you' re ready to go and lay with her | |
You' re just no damn good | |
Well i guess she' s probably right | |
Oh i guess i' m probably wrong | |
I guess she' s not too far away | |
She hasn' t been gone very long | |
And i guess we could get together | |
And try it one more time | |
But i know that wanderlust would come again | |
She' d only wind up acryin' | |
Well now you' ve heard my story | |
Plain as the light of day | |
It' s hard to feel guilty for lovin' the ladies | |
That' s all i gotta say | |
' cept a woman is the sweetest fruit | |
That god ever put on the vine | |
I' d no more love just one kinda woman | |
Than drink only one kinda wine | |
Words and music by bryan bowers |