歌曲 | Without Expression (Don't Be the Man) |
歌手 | REO Speedwagon |
专辑 | Ridin' the Storm Out |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Reid | |
Lyrics:Terry Reid Music:Terry Reid | |
Have you ever ridden horses through a rainstorm | |
Or led a lion through a busy street bazaar | |
There are many things I'd love to turn you on to | |
But somehow I feel they're safer where they are. | |
Well some people in bound infatuation | |
While some others spell depression as the law | |
Someone's mother getting no imagination | |
So beware then, baby, sin is at everyone's door. | |
Don't be the man I know with no expressions lord | |
Ain't got none at all | |
Pity the man I know with no expressions lord | |
Ain't got none at all | |
But you'll never, no you'll never see this man laughing | |
Come to think of it, I've never seen this man cry | |
But you might by sitting quietly hear him singing | |
By and by, he'll stop and sigh, his voice will even start to speak and he will say goodbye. | |
Have you ever ridden horses through a rainstorm | |
Or led a lion through a busy street bazaar | |
There are many things I'd love to turn you on to | |
But somehow I feel they're safer where they are. |
zuo ci : Reid | |
Lyrics: Terry Reid Music: Terry Reid | |
Have you ever ridden horses through a rainstorm | |
Or led a lion through a busy street bazaar | |
There are many things I' d love to turn you on to | |
But somehow I feel they' re safer where they are. | |
Well some people in bound infatuation | |
While some others spell depression as the law | |
Someone' s mother getting no imagination | |
So beware then, baby, sin is at everyone' s door. | |
Don' t be the man I know with no expressions lord | |
Ain' t got none at all | |
Pity the man I know with no expressions lord | |
Ain' t got none at all | |
But you' ll never, no you' ll never see this man laughing | |
Come to think of it, I' ve never seen this man cry | |
But you might by sitting quietly hear him singing | |
By and by, he' ll stop and sigh, his voice will even start to speak and he will say goodbye. | |
Have you ever ridden horses through a rainstorm | |
Or led a lion through a busy street bazaar | |
There are many things I' d love to turn you on to | |
But somehow I feel they' re safer where they are. |
zuò cí : Reid | |
Lyrics: Terry Reid Music: Terry Reid | |
Have you ever ridden horses through a rainstorm | |
Or led a lion through a busy street bazaar | |
There are many things I' d love to turn you on to | |
But somehow I feel they' re safer where they are. | |
Well some people in bound infatuation | |
While some others spell depression as the law | |
Someone' s mother getting no imagination | |
So beware then, baby, sin is at everyone' s door. | |
Don' t be the man I know with no expressions lord | |
Ain' t got none at all | |
Pity the man I know with no expressions lord | |
Ain' t got none at all | |
But you' ll never, no you' ll never see this man laughing | |
Come to think of it, I' ve never seen this man cry | |
But you might by sitting quietly hear him singing | |
By and by, he' ll stop and sigh, his voice will even start to speak and he will say goodbye. | |
Have you ever ridden horses through a rainstorm | |
Or led a lion through a busy street bazaar | |
There are many things I' d love to turn you on to | |
But somehow I feel they' re safer where they are. |