歌曲 | Hotel Monte Vista |
歌手 | Patty Larkin |
专辑 | Regrooving The Dream |
作曲 : Larkin | |
Hotel Monte | |
Vista by Patty | |
Larkin Well she came down from the mountains | |
On her only wedding day | |
And the water from the fountains | |
Tasted like the wine in | |
May At the | |
Hotel Monte | |
Vista They waited for | |
Emily To marry her sweet mister | |
Joe Clark | |
Riley was his name 80 dollars 80 dollars | |
For a three tiered wedding cake | |
In a long white veil and slippers | |
The ones her mama made | |
On the mantel fresh cut flowers | |
Two glasses for champagne | |
And Virginia played piano | |
I'll Be Loving | |
You Always | |
Well the wedding party gathered | |
And the room was bathed in blue | |
They all turned their heads and wondered | |
At Joe Riley in a suit | |
And his father the traveling preacher | |
Stood there like how do you do | |
Everybody looked like | |
Sunday Sunday 1942 | |
Down the stairway down the stairway | |
Step by step came | |
Emily Her face all pale and ashen | |
She looked away so longingly | |
In a heatbeat and a heartbeat | |
The Wedding | |
March began | |
And she walked up with her daddy | |
And took Joe | |
Riley's hand | |
Go tell mama go tell papa | |
I am not feeling well | |
I am running to meet my maker | |
And I have a tale to tell | |
There was me and there was | |
Emmy We were floating on a lake | |
And she cried out | |
Lord forgive me | |
Such a true love to forsake | |
The Hotel | |
Monte Vista sits high upon a hill | |
It's been there one hundred years now | |
It will stand one hundred still | |
Now the mountains now the mountains | |
Are a faded memory | |
The only thing | |
I remember is the fairest | |
Emily |
zuò qǔ : Larkin | |
Hotel Monte | |
Vista by Patty | |
Larkin Well she came down from the mountains | |
On her only wedding day | |
And the water from the fountains | |
Tasted like the wine in | |
May At the | |
Hotel Monte | |
Vista They waited for | |
Emily To marry her sweet mister | |
Joe Clark | |
Riley was his name 80 dollars 80 dollars | |
For a three tiered wedding cake | |
In a long white veil and slippers | |
The ones her mama made | |
On the mantel fresh cut flowers | |
Two glasses for champagne | |
And Virginia played piano | |
I' ll Be Loving | |
You Always | |
Well the wedding party gathered | |
And the room was bathed in blue | |
They all turned their heads and wondered | |
At Joe Riley in a suit | |
And his father the traveling preacher | |
Stood there like how do you do | |
Everybody looked like | |
Sunday Sunday 1942 | |
Down the stairway down the stairway | |
Step by step came | |
Emily Her face all pale and ashen | |
She looked away so longingly | |
In a heatbeat and a heartbeat | |
The Wedding | |
March began | |
And she walked up with her daddy | |
And took Joe | |
Riley' s hand | |
Go tell mama go tell papa | |
I am not feeling well | |
I am running to meet my maker | |
And I have a tale to tell | |
There was me and there was | |
Emmy We were floating on a lake | |
And she cried out | |
Lord forgive me | |
Such a true love to forsake | |
The Hotel | |
Monte Vista sits high upon a hill | |
It' s been there one hundred years now | |
It will stand one hundred still | |
Now the mountains now the mountains | |
Are a faded memory | |
The only thing | |
I remember is the fairest | |
Emily |