歌曲 | Home To Houston |
歌手 | Steve Earle |
专辑 | The Revolution Starts…Now |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Earle | |
When I pulled out of Basra they all wished me luck | |
Just like they always did before | |
With a bulletproof screen on the hood of my truck | |
And a Bradley on my back door | |
And I wound her up and shifted her down | |
And I offered this prayer to my lord | |
I said “God get me back home to Houston alive | |
and I won't drive a truck anymore�? | |
Early in the mornin' and I'm rollin' fast | |
Haulin' nine thousand gallons of high test gas | |
Sergeant on the radio hollerin' at me | |
Look out up ahead here come a R.P.G. | |
If I ever get home to Houston alive | |
Then I won't drive a truck anymore | |
I've driven the big rigs for all of my life | |
And my radio handle's “Train�? | |
Down steep mountain roads on the darkest of nights | |
I had ice water in my veins | |
And I come over here ‘cause I just didn't care | |
Now I'm older and wiser by far | |
If I ever get home to Houston alive | |
Then I won't drive a truck anymore | |
Great God A'mighty what was wrong with me | |
I know the money's good but buddy can't you see | |
You can't take it with you and that ain't no lie | |
I don't wanna let ‘em get me I'm too young to die | |
If I ever get home to Houston alive | |
Then I won't drive a truck anymore |
zuo ci : Earle | |
When I pulled out of Basra they all wished me luck | |
Just like they always did before | |
With a bulletproof screen on the hood of my truck | |
And a Bradley on my back door | |
And I wound her up and shifted her down | |
And I offered this prayer to my lord | |
I said " God get me back home to Houston alive | |
and I won' t drive a truck anymore? | |
Early in the mornin' and I' m rollin' fast | |
Haulin' nine thousand gallons of high test gas | |
Sergeant on the radio hollerin' at me | |
Look out up ahead here come a R. P. G. | |
If I ever get home to Houston alive | |
Then I won' t drive a truck anymore | |
I' ve driven the big rigs for all of my life | |
And my radio handle' s " Train? | |
Down steep mountain roads on the darkest of nights | |
I had ice water in my veins | |
And I come over here ' cause I just didn' t care | |
Now I' m older and wiser by far | |
If I ever get home to Houston alive | |
Then I won' t drive a truck anymore | |
Great God A' mighty what was wrong with me | |
I know the money' s good but buddy can' t you see | |
You can' t take it with you and that ain' t no lie | |
I don' t wanna let ' em get me I' m too young to die | |
If I ever get home to Houston alive | |
Then I won' t drive a truck anymore |
zuò cí : Earle | |
When I pulled out of Basra they all wished me luck | |
Just like they always did before | |
With a bulletproof screen on the hood of my truck | |
And a Bradley on my back door | |
And I wound her up and shifted her down | |
And I offered this prayer to my lord | |
I said " God get me back home to Houston alive | |
and I won' t drive a truck anymore? | |
Early in the mornin' and I' m rollin' fast | |
Haulin' nine thousand gallons of high test gas | |
Sergeant on the radio hollerin' at me | |
Look out up ahead here come a R. P. G. | |
If I ever get home to Houston alive | |
Then I won' t drive a truck anymore | |
I' ve driven the big rigs for all of my life | |
And my radio handle' s " Train? | |
Down steep mountain roads on the darkest of nights | |
I had ice water in my veins | |
And I come over here ' cause I just didn' t care | |
Now I' m older and wiser by far | |
If I ever get home to Houston alive | |
Then I won' t drive a truck anymore | |
Great God A' mighty what was wrong with me | |
I know the money' s good but buddy can' t you see | |
You can' t take it with you and that ain' t no lie | |
I don' t wanna let ' em get me I' m too young to die | |
If I ever get home to Houston alive | |
Then I won' t drive a truck anymore |