歌曲 | I Ain't Been Myself In Years |
歌手 | Yonder Mountain String Band |
专辑 | Yonder Mountain String Band |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Galloway | |
There's a voice blowing over the mountain | |
A voice I used to know | |
I'll bet you ten it's her again | |
That girl from long ago | |
She wanted California | |
Got Oregon I hear | |
Seems only fair to warn ya | |
I ain't been myself in years | |
What's left of it all went with her | |
Packed up in broken dreams | |
I'll tell ya friend I loved her then | |
And I always will it seems | |
Chorus: | |
That evening breeze reminds me | |
So soft against my ear | |
Before she was behind me | |
I ain't been myself in years | |
Sometimes I hear her laughing | |
Sometimes I see her face | |
Sometimes I think she's coming back | |
To fix this broken place | |
So easy to see right through me | |
Too late to change my ways | |
I'll tell ya friend I loved her when | |
I wasn't in this haze | |
[ Chorus ] | |
I ain't been myself in years |
zuo ci : Galloway | |
There' s a voice blowing over the mountain | |
A voice I used to know | |
I' ll bet you ten it' s her again | |
That girl from long ago | |
She wanted California | |
Got Oregon I hear | |
Seems only fair to warn ya | |
I ain' t been myself in years | |
What' s left of it all went with her | |
Packed up in broken dreams | |
I' ll tell ya friend I loved her then | |
And I always will it seems | |
Chorus: | |
That evening breeze reminds me | |
So soft against my ear | |
Before she was behind me | |
I ain' t been myself in years | |
Sometimes I hear her laughing | |
Sometimes I see her face | |
Sometimes I think she' s coming back | |
To fix this broken place | |
So easy to see right through me | |
Too late to change my ways | |
I' ll tell ya friend I loved her when | |
I wasn' t in this haze | |
Chorus | |
I ain' t been myself in years |
zuò cí : Galloway | |
There' s a voice blowing over the mountain | |
A voice I used to know | |
I' ll bet you ten it' s her again | |
That girl from long ago | |
She wanted California | |
Got Oregon I hear | |
Seems only fair to warn ya | |
I ain' t been myself in years | |
What' s left of it all went with her | |
Packed up in broken dreams | |
I' ll tell ya friend I loved her then | |
And I always will it seems | |
Chorus: | |
That evening breeze reminds me | |
So soft against my ear | |
Before she was behind me | |
I ain' t been myself in years | |
Sometimes I hear her laughing | |
Sometimes I see her face | |
Sometimes I think she' s coming back | |
To fix this broken place | |
So easy to see right through me | |
Too late to change my ways | |
I' ll tell ya friend I loved her when | |
I wasn' t in this haze | |
Chorus | |
I ain' t been myself in years |