歌曲 | Someplace Green |
歌手 | Oak Ridge Boys |
专辑 | The Journey |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Terry | |
The good Lord made man, then he rested for a little while | |
Said look what | |
I've done, ain't he pretty, then he cracked a smile | |
I'll watch him grow, | |
I'll hear him talk, learn to love and fight | |
But when he's had his fill of these | |
I'll walk him through the night | |
To someplace green (someplace green) | |
Someplace nice (someplace nice) | |
Someplace that | |
I (ooh-ooh) call paradise | |
Growin' greener in the rain | |
Waitin' there for man to claim | |
The good Lord looked down on the earth one afternoon and frowned | |
Said man ain't learned an awful lot since | |
I carved him out of ground | |
He's built a lot of steeples of clay and rocks and sand | |
But he hasn't learned to get along with his fellow man | |
And someplace green (someplace green) | |
Someplace nice (someplace nice) | |
Someplace that | |
I (ooh-ooh) call paradise | |
Is growin' greener in the rain | |
Waitin' there for man to claim | |
The good Lord's been around a while, he'll turn a tee at least | |
And I guess he'll be around a while, when time and tide have ceased | |
Lookin' down from somewhere, tryin' hard to find | |
If man has earned his paradise the other side of time | |
And someplace green (someplace green) | |
Someplace nice (someplace nice) | |
Someplace that he calls paradise | |
Is growin' greener in the rain | |
Waitin' there for man to claim | |
Yes growin' green, green, green in the rai-ai-ain | |
Waitin' there for man to claim |
zuo ci : Terry | |
The good Lord made man, then he rested for a little while | |
Said look what | |
I' ve done, ain' t he pretty, then he cracked a smile | |
I' ll watch him grow, | |
I' ll hear him talk, learn to love and fight | |
But when he' s had his fill of these | |
I' ll walk him through the night | |
To someplace green someplace green | |
Someplace nice someplace nice | |
Someplace that | |
I oohooh call paradise | |
Growin' greener in the rain | |
Waitin' there for man to claim | |
The good Lord looked down on the earth one afternoon and frowned | |
Said man ain' t learned an awful lot since | |
I carved him out of ground | |
He' s built a lot of steeples of clay and rocks and sand | |
But he hasn' t learned to get along with his fellow man | |
And someplace green someplace green | |
Someplace nice someplace nice | |
Someplace that | |
I oohooh call paradise | |
Is growin' greener in the rain | |
Waitin' there for man to claim | |
The good Lord' s been around a while, he' ll turn a tee at least | |
And I guess he' ll be around a while, when time and tide have ceased | |
Lookin' down from somewhere, tryin' hard to find | |
If man has earned his paradise the other side of time | |
And someplace green someplace green | |
Someplace nice someplace nice | |
Someplace that he calls paradise | |
Is growin' greener in the rain | |
Waitin' there for man to claim | |
Yes growin' green, green, green in the raiaiain | |
Waitin' there for man to claim |
zuò cí : Terry | |
The good Lord made man, then he rested for a little while | |
Said look what | |
I' ve done, ain' t he pretty, then he cracked a smile | |
I' ll watch him grow, | |
I' ll hear him talk, learn to love and fight | |
But when he' s had his fill of these | |
I' ll walk him through the night | |
To someplace green someplace green | |
Someplace nice someplace nice | |
Someplace that | |
I oohooh call paradise | |
Growin' greener in the rain | |
Waitin' there for man to claim | |
The good Lord looked down on the earth one afternoon and frowned | |
Said man ain' t learned an awful lot since | |
I carved him out of ground | |
He' s built a lot of steeples of clay and rocks and sand | |
But he hasn' t learned to get along with his fellow man | |
And someplace green someplace green | |
Someplace nice someplace nice | |
Someplace that | |
I oohooh call paradise | |
Is growin' greener in the rain | |
Waitin' there for man to claim | |
The good Lord' s been around a while, he' ll turn a tee at least | |
And I guess he' ll be around a while, when time and tide have ceased | |
Lookin' down from somewhere, tryin' hard to find | |
If man has earned his paradise the other side of time | |
And someplace green someplace green | |
Someplace nice someplace nice | |
Someplace that he calls paradise | |
Is growin' greener in the rain | |
Waitin' there for man to claim | |
Yes growin' green, green, green in the raiaiain | |
Waitin' there for man to claim |