歌曲 | Mr. Lear |
歌手 | Al Stewart |
专辑 | A Piece of Yesterday - The Anthology |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Stewart | |
How pleasant to know | |
Mr. Lear How pleasant to know at the end of the day he's near | |
With a portfolio that daily features diverse creatures | |
You open the book and it's true | |
The world is a lot more mysterious than we knew | |
Round every corner unusual things are prone to wander | |
When I was a young man | |
I was oft-times at the zoo | |
To trace the visages and forms of parrots and cockatoos | |
It's over the hill now he goes | |
Pausing a while with the | |
Pobble who has no toes | |
For your perusal, | |
Victorian days are so unsual | |
Oh my aged | |
Uncle Arly, sitting on a heap of barley | |
On his nosehis faithful cricket | |
In his hat a railway ticket | |
But his shoes were far too tight | |
How pleasant to know | |
Mr. Lear In | |
Egypt, the first day of spring | |
You're painting a watercolor,hoping the light will bring | |
Guided by pens and inks, the pyramids and palms and sphinx | |
When I was an old man, | |
I had a cat named | |
Foss Now he's gone | |
I wander on | |
With this unbearable sense of loss | |
How pleasant to know | |
Mr. Lear How pleasant to know at the end of the day he's near | |
And if you should find him | |
His world is dancing close behind him |
zuo ci : Stewart | |
How pleasant to know | |
Mr. Lear How pleasant to know at the end of the day he' s near | |
With a portfolio that daily features diverse creatures | |
You open the book and it' s true | |
The world is a lot more mysterious than we knew | |
Round every corner unusual things are prone to wander | |
When I was a young man | |
I was ofttimes at the zoo | |
To trace the visages and forms of parrots and cockatoos | |
It' s over the hill now he goes | |
Pausing a while with the | |
Pobble who has no toes | |
For your perusal, | |
Victorian days are so unsual | |
Oh my aged | |
Uncle Arly, sitting on a heap of barley | |
On his nosehis faithful cricket | |
In his hat a railway ticket | |
But his shoes were far too tight | |
How pleasant to know | |
Mr. Lear In | |
Egypt, the first day of spring | |
You' re painting a watercolor, hoping the light will bring | |
Guided by pens and inks, the pyramids and palms and sphinx | |
When I was an old man, | |
I had a cat named | |
Foss Now he' s gone | |
I wander on | |
With this unbearable sense of loss | |
How pleasant to know | |
Mr. Lear How pleasant to know at the end of the day he' s near | |
And if you should find him | |
His world is dancing close behind him |
zuò cí : Stewart | |
How pleasant to know | |
Mr. Lear How pleasant to know at the end of the day he' s near | |
With a portfolio that daily features diverse creatures | |
You open the book and it' s true | |
The world is a lot more mysterious than we knew | |
Round every corner unusual things are prone to wander | |
When I was a young man | |
I was ofttimes at the zoo | |
To trace the visages and forms of parrots and cockatoos | |
It' s over the hill now he goes | |
Pausing a while with the | |
Pobble who has no toes | |
For your perusal, | |
Victorian days are so unsual | |
Oh my aged | |
Uncle Arly, sitting on a heap of barley | |
On his nosehis faithful cricket | |
In his hat a railway ticket | |
But his shoes were far too tight | |
How pleasant to know | |
Mr. Lear In | |
Egypt, the first day of spring | |
You' re painting a watercolor, hoping the light will bring | |
Guided by pens and inks, the pyramids and palms and sphinx | |
When I was an old man, | |
I had a cat named | |
Foss Now he' s gone | |
I wander on | |
With this unbearable sense of loss | |
How pleasant to know | |
Mr. Lear How pleasant to know at the end of the day he' s near | |
And if you should find him | |
His world is dancing close behind him |