歌曲 | Heart Of The Wood |
歌手 | Joey + Rory |
专辑 | The Life Of A Song |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Demay, Villanueva | |
I think what made granddaddy great is that he didn't work all day | |
I'd love the time we spent and | |
I'd go everywhere he went | |
We'd end up on some old deer trail | |
And I'd listen hard as he would spin his tales | |
We were in a field of stumps he said | |
I got a new one for you hon | |
These trees once stood tall and | |
I'm the man that made them fall | |
I cut 'em up, sanded them down | |
And you wouldn't believe what | |
I found'Cause past the bark and all the scars | |
Our home was in the heart of those old trees | |
God bless who sowed those seeds | |
A hundred years and they just grew | |
And only heaven knew just what they'd mean, to our family | |
All that time to become what they should | |
You know our home was in the heart of the wood | |
He smiled, said there's my favorite one, pointed at a cherry stump | |
He said I couldn't afford the one at | |
Sears so the good lord planted one right here | |
He carved out what he saw within and he gave it to my dad when he turned ten | |
Past the bark and all the scars | |
There was a guitar in the heart of that old tree | |
All from just one seed | |
A hundred years and it just grew | |
And only heaven knew just what it'd be | |
And how that tree could sing | |
All the time to become what it should | |
There were songs in the heart of the wood | |
He said we can mark a tree to keep from getting lostand it'll always point our way home like that old rugged cross | |
A hundred years and it just grew and only heaven knew just what it'd be | |
And who'd hang on that tree it held the | |
Son of God like it should | |
But I know it broke the heart of the woodi think what made granddaddy great was that he didn't work all day | |
I'd love the time we spent and | |
I'd go everywhere that old man went |
zuo qu : Demay, Villanueva | |
I think what made granddaddy great is that he didn' t work all day | |
I' d love the time we spent and | |
I' d go everywhere he went | |
We' d end up on some old deer trail | |
And I' d listen hard as he would spin his tales | |
We were in a field of stumps he said | |
I got a new one for you hon | |
These trees once stood tall and | |
I' m the man that made them fall | |
I cut ' em up, sanded them down | |
And you wouldn' t believe what | |
I found' Cause past the bark and all the scars | |
Our home was in the heart of those old trees | |
God bless who sowed those seeds | |
A hundred years and they just grew | |
And only heaven knew just what they' d mean, to our family | |
All that time to become what they should | |
You know our home was in the heart of the wood | |
He smiled, said there' s my favorite one, pointed at a cherry stump | |
He said I couldn' t afford the one at | |
Sears so the good lord planted one right here | |
He carved out what he saw within and he gave it to my dad when he turned ten | |
Past the bark and all the scars | |
There was a guitar in the heart of that old tree | |
All from just one seed | |
A hundred years and it just grew | |
And only heaven knew just what it' d be | |
And how that tree could sing | |
All the time to become what it should | |
There were songs in the heart of the wood | |
He said we can mark a tree to keep from getting lostand it' ll always point our way home like that old rugged cross | |
A hundred years and it just grew and only heaven knew just what it' d be | |
And who' d hang on that tree it held the | |
Son of God like it should | |
But I know it broke the heart of the woodi think what made granddaddy great was that he didn' t work all day | |
I' d love the time we spent and | |
I' d go everywhere that old man went |
zuò qǔ : Demay, Villanueva | |
I think what made granddaddy great is that he didn' t work all day | |
I' d love the time we spent and | |
I' d go everywhere he went | |
We' d end up on some old deer trail | |
And I' d listen hard as he would spin his tales | |
We were in a field of stumps he said | |
I got a new one for you hon | |
These trees once stood tall and | |
I' m the man that made them fall | |
I cut ' em up, sanded them down | |
And you wouldn' t believe what | |
I found' Cause past the bark and all the scars | |
Our home was in the heart of those old trees | |
God bless who sowed those seeds | |
A hundred years and they just grew | |
And only heaven knew just what they' d mean, to our family | |
All that time to become what they should | |
You know our home was in the heart of the wood | |
He smiled, said there' s my favorite one, pointed at a cherry stump | |
He said I couldn' t afford the one at | |
Sears so the good lord planted one right here | |
He carved out what he saw within and he gave it to my dad when he turned ten | |
Past the bark and all the scars | |
There was a guitar in the heart of that old tree | |
All from just one seed | |
A hundred years and it just grew | |
And only heaven knew just what it' d be | |
And how that tree could sing | |
All the time to become what it should | |
There were songs in the heart of the wood | |
He said we can mark a tree to keep from getting lostand it' ll always point our way home like that old rugged cross | |
A hundred years and it just grew and only heaven knew just what it' d be | |
And who' d hang on that tree it held the | |
Son of God like it should | |
But I know it broke the heart of the woodi think what made granddaddy great was that he didn' t work all day | |
I' d love the time we spent and | |
I' d go everywhere that old man went |