Tennessee Moon 歌词

	作词 : Diamond, Morgan
	Written：Neil Diamond/Dennis Morgan
	Hollywood don't do what it once could do.
	I used to wake up and write me a song before noon.
	So I packed my dusty bags one night, grabbed an old guitar,
	and I caught a red-eye flight.
	In search of a dream underneath the Tennessee moon,
	I fell in love to an old Hank Williams tune.
	Makes me wonder: is it the same moon Hank played under?
	Touched down and she stole my heart right away.
	Began to think for the first time I might stay.
	And when I heard that lonesome whistle moan,
	knew I'd fin'lly found my way back home.
	In search of a dream underneath the Tennessee moon,
	I fell in love to an old Hank Williams tune.
	And I wonder: is it the same moon Hank stood under
	when he sang about jambalaya and bein' lonesome enough to cry?
	And I can hear the echos in the sounds of his guitar.
	And his words still paint a picture in my heart.
	Yeah, in search of a dream underneath the Tennessee moon,
	I fell in love to an old Hank Williams tune.
	I was in search of a dream underneath the Tennessee moon,
	yes, I fell in love to an old Hank Williams tune.

	zuo ci : Diamond, Morgan
	Written: Neil Diamond Dennis Morgan
	Hollywood don' t do what it once could do.
	I used to wake up and write me a song before noon.
	So I packed my dusty bags one night, grabbed an old guitar,
	and I caught a redeye flight.
	In search of a dream underneath the Tennessee moon,
	I fell in love to an old Hank Williams tune.
	Makes me wonder: is it the same moon Hank played under?
	Touched down and she stole my heart right away.
	Began to think for the first time I might stay.
	And when I heard that lonesome whistle moan,
	knew I' d fin' lly found my way back home.
	In search of a dream underneath the Tennessee moon,
	I fell in love to an old Hank Williams tune.
	And I wonder: is it the same moon Hank stood under
	when he sang about jambalaya and bein' lonesome enough to cry?
	And I can hear the echos in the sounds of his guitar.
	And his words still paint a picture in my heart.
	Yeah, in search of a dream underneath the Tennessee moon,
	I fell in love to an old Hank Williams tune.
	I was in search of a dream underneath the Tennessee moon,
	yes, I fell in love to an old Hank Williams tune.

	zuò cí : Diamond, Morgan
	Written: Neil Diamond Dennis Morgan
	Hollywood don' t do what it once could do.
	I used to wake up and write me a song before noon.
	So I packed my dusty bags one night, grabbed an old guitar,
	and I caught a redeye flight.
	In search of a dream underneath the Tennessee moon,
	I fell in love to an old Hank Williams tune.
	Makes me wonder: is it the same moon Hank played under?
	Touched down and she stole my heart right away.
	Began to think for the first time I might stay.
	And when I heard that lonesome whistle moan,
	knew I' d fin' lly found my way back home.
	In search of a dream underneath the Tennessee moon,
	I fell in love to an old Hank Williams tune.
	And I wonder: is it the same moon Hank stood under
	when he sang about jambalaya and bein' lonesome enough to cry?
	And I can hear the echos in the sounds of his guitar.
	And his words still paint a picture in my heart.
	Yeah, in search of a dream underneath the Tennessee moon,
	I fell in love to an old Hank Williams tune.
	I was in search of a dream underneath the Tennessee moon,
	yes, I fell in love to an old Hank Williams tune.

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