歌曲 | One Morning |
歌手 | Gillian Welch |
专辑 | Hell Among the Yearlings |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Rawlings, Welch | |
One mornin', one mornin' as work | |
I begun What did | |
I see ridin' out of the sun | |
On the road from | |
Lexington | |
One rider, one rider dead in the breeze | |
Down on his saddle, low to his knees | |
Comin' through my willow trees | |
Now closer, the terrible work of the gun | |
Was stiffened and black where his blood all had run | |
But I knew my wayward son | |
One mornin', one mornin' the boy of my breast | |
Came to my door unable to rest | |
Even in the arms of death |
zuo ci : Rawlings, Welch | |
One mornin', one mornin' as work | |
I begun What did | |
I see ridin' out of the sun | |
On the road from | |
Lexington | |
One rider, one rider dead in the breeze | |
Down on his saddle, low to his knees | |
Comin' through my willow trees | |
Now closer, the terrible work of the gun | |
Was stiffened and black where his blood all had run | |
But I knew my wayward son | |
One mornin', one mornin' the boy of my breast | |
Came to my door unable to rest | |
Even in the arms of death |
zuò cí : Rawlings, Welch | |
One mornin', one mornin' as work | |
I begun What did | |
I see ridin' out of the sun | |
On the road from | |
Lexington | |
One rider, one rider dead in the breeze | |
Down on his saddle, low to his knees | |
Comin' through my willow trees | |
Now closer, the terrible work of the gun | |
Was stiffened and black where his blood all had run | |
But I knew my wayward son | |
One mornin', one mornin' the boy of my breast | |
Came to my door unable to rest | |
Even in the arms of death |