歌曲 | Where My Sweet Baby Used To Walk |
歌手 | Hank Thompson |
专辑 | North Of The Rio Grande |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Thompson | |
Every room seems empty now since she's gone away | |
The music of her laughter is a thing of yesterday | |
The patter of her footsteps when she'd meet me at the door | |
The smiling face I loved to see is gone forever more | |
I see a cozy love seat when we used to sit and talk | |
My tears fall on the carper where my sweet bay used to walk | |
[ fiddle ] | |
A dozen other women I might get to take her place | |
But none to touch her sweetness none would have her grace | |
When her footsteps pleaded from me it cut me like a sword | |
A goodbye told me she was gone my baby I adore | |
I see a cozy love seat... | |
My tears fall on the carper where my sweet bay used to walk |
zuo ci : Thompson | |
Every room seems empty now since she' s gone away | |
The music of her laughter is a thing of yesterday | |
The patter of her footsteps when she' d meet me at the door | |
The smiling face I loved to see is gone forever more | |
I see a cozy love seat when we used to sit and talk | |
My tears fall on the carper where my sweet bay used to walk | |
fiddle | |
A dozen other women I might get to take her place | |
But none to touch her sweetness none would have her grace | |
When her footsteps pleaded from me it cut me like a sword | |
A goodbye told me she was gone my baby I adore | |
I see a cozy love seat... | |
My tears fall on the carper where my sweet bay used to walk |
zuò cí : Thompson | |
Every room seems empty now since she' s gone away | |
The music of her laughter is a thing of yesterday | |
The patter of her footsteps when she' d meet me at the door | |
The smiling face I loved to see is gone forever more | |
I see a cozy love seat when we used to sit and talk | |
My tears fall on the carper where my sweet bay used to walk | |
fiddle | |
A dozen other women I might get to take her place | |
But none to touch her sweetness none would have her grace | |
When her footsteps pleaded from me it cut me like a sword | |
A goodbye told me she was gone my baby I adore | |
I see a cozy love seat... | |
My tears fall on the carper where my sweet bay used to walk |