| 歌曲 | Northern Rivers |
| 歌手 | Jack Botts |
| 专辑 | Northern Rivers |
| 下载 | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Jack Botts | |
| 作曲 : Jack Botts | |
| Well her eyes, a few sips through are open wide. | |
| And that smile, my oh my what a sight. | |
| And her hair, that long, blonde, curly, pretty hair. | |
| Underneath the felt hat, that runs down her back. Up and back | |
| She's the little girl who sits up on the hill in the night. | |
| Talking to the stars asking if she's doing it right. | |
| Because she's all on her own and she's got herself for life. | |
| Her mama left her and her papa's not around and she's just trying to find, her own ground. | |
| Trying to find her own ground. | |
| When it gets cold. | |
| She snuggles up in the Northern Rivers trying to keep warm, trying to keep out the shivers, | |
| When it gets cold. | |
| And she says, she showers with Jack Johnson on and Taylor' was her favourite song, because it made her feel like she belonged, oh she belonged. | |
| She's the little girl who sits up on the hill in the night. | |
| Talking to the stars asking if she's doing it right. | |
| Because she's all on her own and she's got herself for life. | |
| Her mama left her and her papa's not around and she's just trying to find, her own ground. | |
| Trying to find her own ground. | |
| When it gets cold. | |
| She snuggles up in the Northern Rivers trying to keep warm, trying to keep out the shivers, | |
| When it gets cold. | |
| And she says, she showers with Jack Johnson on and Taylor' was her favourite song, because it made her feel like she belonged, oh she belonged. |
| zuo ci : Jack Botts | |
| zuo qu : Jack Botts | |
| Well her eyes, a few sips through are open wide. | |
| And that smile, my oh my what a sight. | |
| And her hair, that long, blonde, curly, pretty hair. | |
| Underneath the felt hat, that runs down her back. Up and back | |
| She' s the little girl who sits up on the hill in the night. | |
| Talking to the stars asking if she' s doing it right. | |
| Because she' s all on her own and she' s got herself for life. | |
| Her mama left her and her papa' s not around and she' s just trying to find, her own ground. | |
| Trying to find her own ground. | |
| When it gets cold. | |
| She snuggles up in the Northern Rivers trying to keep warm, trying to keep out the shivers, | |
| When it gets cold. | |
| And she says, she showers with Jack Johnson on and Taylor' was her favourite song, because it made her feel like she belonged, oh she belonged. | |
| She' s the little girl who sits up on the hill in the night. | |
| Talking to the stars asking if she' s doing it right. | |
| Because she' s all on her own and she' s got herself for life. | |
| Her mama left her and her papa' s not around and she' s just trying to find, her own ground. | |
| Trying to find her own ground. | |
| When it gets cold. | |
| She snuggles up in the Northern Rivers trying to keep warm, trying to keep out the shivers, | |
| When it gets cold. | |
| And she says, she showers with Jack Johnson on and Taylor' was her favourite song, because it made her feel like she belonged, oh she belonged. |
| zuò cí : Jack Botts | |
| zuò qǔ : Jack Botts | |
| Well her eyes, a few sips through are open wide. | |
| And that smile, my oh my what a sight. | |
| And her hair, that long, blonde, curly, pretty hair. | |
| Underneath the felt hat, that runs down her back. Up and back | |
| She' s the little girl who sits up on the hill in the night. | |
| Talking to the stars asking if she' s doing it right. | |
| Because she' s all on her own and she' s got herself for life. | |
| Her mama left her and her papa' s not around and she' s just trying to find, her own ground. | |
| Trying to find her own ground. | |
| When it gets cold. | |
| She snuggles up in the Northern Rivers trying to keep warm, trying to keep out the shivers, | |
| When it gets cold. | |
| And she says, she showers with Jack Johnson on and Taylor' was her favourite song, because it made her feel like she belonged, oh she belonged. | |
| She' s the little girl who sits up on the hill in the night. | |
| Talking to the stars asking if she' s doing it right. | |
| Because she' s all on her own and she' s got herself for life. | |
| Her mama left her and her papa' s not around and she' s just trying to find, her own ground. | |
| Trying to find her own ground. | |
| When it gets cold. | |
| She snuggles up in the Northern Rivers trying to keep warm, trying to keep out the shivers, | |
| When it gets cold. | |
| And she says, she showers with Jack Johnson on and Taylor' was her favourite song, because it made her feel like she belonged, oh she belonged. |