歌曲 | Like A Soldier |
歌手 | Johnny Cash |
歌手 | Willie Nelson |
专辑 | Unearthed |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Cash | |
With the twilight colors falling and the evening laying shadows | |
Hidden memories come stealing from my mind | |
As I feel my own heart beating out | |
The simple joy of living | |
I wonder how | |
I ever was that kind | |
But the wild road | |
I was rambling was always out there calling | |
You said a hundred times | |
I should have died | |
Then you came down and touched me and lifted me up with you | |
So, I believe it was a road | |
I was meant to ride | |
I'm like a soldier getting over the war | |
Like a young man getting over his crazy days | |
Like a bandit getting over his lawless ways | |
I don't have to do that anymore, | |
I'm like a soldier getting over the war | |
Nights and days that | |
I'd remembered and pain it's been forgotten | |
And other things | |
I choose not to recall | |
There are faces that come to me that | |
I thought were long forgotten | |
Faces that | |
I wish would not come back at all | |
But in my dreams parade of lovers from the other times and places | |
There's not one that matters now, no matter who | |
I'm just thankful for the journey and that | |
I survived the battles | |
And that my reward for victory is you | |
I'm like a soldier getting over the war | |
Like a young man getting over his crazy days | |
Like a bandit getting over his lawless ways | |
I don't have to do that anymore, | |
I'm like a soldier getting over the war |
zuo ci : Cash | |
With the twilight colors falling and the evening laying shadows | |
Hidden memories come stealing from my mind | |
As I feel my own heart beating out | |
The simple joy of living | |
I wonder how | |
I ever was that kind | |
But the wild road | |
I was rambling was always out there calling | |
You said a hundred times | |
I should have died | |
Then you came down and touched me and lifted me up with you | |
So, I believe it was a road | |
I was meant to ride | |
I' m like a soldier getting over the war | |
Like a young man getting over his crazy days | |
Like a bandit getting over his lawless ways | |
I don' t have to do that anymore, | |
I' m like a soldier getting over the war | |
Nights and days that | |
I' d remembered and pain it' s been forgotten | |
And other things | |
I choose not to recall | |
There are faces that come to me that | |
I thought were long forgotten | |
Faces that | |
I wish would not come back at all | |
But in my dreams parade of lovers from the other times and places | |
There' s not one that matters now, no matter who | |
I' m just thankful for the journey and that | |
I survived the battles | |
And that my reward for victory is you | |
I' m like a soldier getting over the war | |
Like a young man getting over his crazy days | |
Like a bandit getting over his lawless ways | |
I don' t have to do that anymore, | |
I' m like a soldier getting over the war |
zuò cí : Cash | |
With the twilight colors falling and the evening laying shadows | |
Hidden memories come stealing from my mind | |
As I feel my own heart beating out | |
The simple joy of living | |
I wonder how | |
I ever was that kind | |
But the wild road | |
I was rambling was always out there calling | |
You said a hundred times | |
I should have died | |
Then you came down and touched me and lifted me up with you | |
So, I believe it was a road | |
I was meant to ride | |
I' m like a soldier getting over the war | |
Like a young man getting over his crazy days | |
Like a bandit getting over his lawless ways | |
I don' t have to do that anymore, | |
I' m like a soldier getting over the war | |
Nights and days that | |
I' d remembered and pain it' s been forgotten | |
And other things | |
I choose not to recall | |
There are faces that come to me that | |
I thought were long forgotten | |
Faces that | |
I wish would not come back at all | |
But in my dreams parade of lovers from the other times and places | |
There' s not one that matters now, no matter who | |
I' m just thankful for the journey and that | |
I survived the battles | |
And that my reward for victory is you | |
I' m like a soldier getting over the war | |
Like a young man getting over his crazy days | |
Like a bandit getting over his lawless ways | |
I don' t have to do that anymore, | |
I' m like a soldier getting over the war |