歌曲 | There's No Cross That Love Won't Bear |
歌手 | John Berry |
专辑 | Standing On The Edge |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Jones, Shamblin | |
(Chuck Jones/Allen Shamblin) | |
Once a mother stood on a corner | |
Tears betrayed her painted smile | |
She was trading in her halo | |
For just enough to feed her child | |
Then an old man, cold and hungry | |
Saw her crying and he stopped | |
He gave her his one possession | |
A shining silver pocket watch | |
There's no cross that love won't bear | |
And when you're down to your last prayer | |
It will be the saving grace | |
In the depths of your dispair | |
There's no cross that love won't bear | |
So the old man found a park bench | |
Crawled inside and went to sleep | |
He lay down and went to sleep | |
As he drifted into slumber | |
He prayed the | |
Lord his soul to keep | |
Then the mother with her halo | |
Came to him in a dream | |
And he woke up in a mansion | |
His silver watch there on it's chain | |
There's no cross that love won't bear | |
And when you're down to your last prayer | |
It will be the saving grace | |
In the depths of your dispair | |
There's no cross that love won't bear | |
No there's no cross that love won't bear |
zuo ci : Jones, Shamblin | |
Chuck Jones Allen Shamblin | |
Once a mother stood on a corner | |
Tears betrayed her painted smile | |
She was trading in her halo | |
For just enough to feed her child | |
Then an old man, cold and hungry | |
Saw her crying and he stopped | |
He gave her his one possession | |
A shining silver pocket watch | |
There' s no cross that love won' t bear | |
And when you' re down to your last prayer | |
It will be the saving grace | |
In the depths of your dispair | |
There' s no cross that love won' t bear | |
So the old man found a park bench | |
Crawled inside and went to sleep | |
He lay down and went to sleep | |
As he drifted into slumber | |
He prayed the | |
Lord his soul to keep | |
Then the mother with her halo | |
Came to him in a dream | |
And he woke up in a mansion | |
His silver watch there on it' s chain | |
There' s no cross that love won' t bear | |
And when you' re down to your last prayer | |
It will be the saving grace | |
In the depths of your dispair | |
There' s no cross that love won' t bear | |
No there' s no cross that love won' t bear |
zuò cí : Jones, Shamblin | |
Chuck Jones Allen Shamblin | |
Once a mother stood on a corner | |
Tears betrayed her painted smile | |
She was trading in her halo | |
For just enough to feed her child | |
Then an old man, cold and hungry | |
Saw her crying and he stopped | |
He gave her his one possession | |
A shining silver pocket watch | |
There' s no cross that love won' t bear | |
And when you' re down to your last prayer | |
It will be the saving grace | |
In the depths of your dispair | |
There' s no cross that love won' t bear | |
So the old man found a park bench | |
Crawled inside and went to sleep | |
He lay down and went to sleep | |
As he drifted into slumber | |
He prayed the | |
Lord his soul to keep | |
Then the mother with her halo | |
Came to him in a dream | |
And he woke up in a mansion | |
His silver watch there on it' s chain | |
There' s no cross that love won' t bear | |
And when you' re down to your last prayer | |
It will be the saving grace | |
In the depths of your dispair | |
There' s no cross that love won' t bear | |
No there' s no cross that love won' t bear |