歌曲 | God's Own Yodeler |
歌手 | Slaid Cleaves |
专辑 | Still Fighting The War |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
[00:12.06] | Up at Henry’s Bar & Grill |
[00:14.61] | On the north side of town |
[00:17.32] | I saw a man reach up to heaven |
[00:19.98] | And pull a song on down |
[00:22.80] | To a smoke filled room of misfits |
[00:25.18] | Young and old and big and small |
[00:27.94] | And with the laughing eyes of the Buddha |
[00:30.67] | He shared it with us all |
[00:33.66] | And every soul in that roadhouse |
[00:37.27] | Felt the power of his song |
[00:40.06] | Through life’s joys and sorrows |
[00:42.71] | He brought us together as one |
[00:45.43] | They called him “God’s own yodeler, |
[00:48.06] | The Pavarotti of the plains” |
[00:50.55] | There’s no bigger voice in Texas |
[00:53.19] | Don Walser was his name |
[01:00.14] | He was raised out in Lamesa |
[01:02.60] | Just a boy when his mamma died |
[01:05.42] | With daddy at the mill all night |
[01:08.03] | In that empty house he cried |
[01:10.98] | He’d climb up in the oak tree |
[01:13.29] | To sing his broken heart |
[01:16.23] | The neighbors gathered in the yard |
[01:18.91] | Listening in the dark |
[01:22.95] | Singing songs about West Texas |
[01:25.37] | Cowboys and old John Deeres |
[01:28.35] | Rodeos and drive-ins |
[01:30.81] | And the thrill of teenage years |
[01:33.39] | They called him “God’s own yodeler, |
[01:35.93] | The Pavarotti of the plains” |
[01:38.56] | There’s no bigger voice in Texas |
[01:41.21] | Don Walser was his name |
[01:48.04] | |
[02:30.82] | From the honky-tonks and dance halls |
[02:33.37] | To the grand ole opery |
[02:36.15] | Don Walser brought a smile |
[02:38.66] | To every fan who came to see |
[02:41.55] | Now it’s oxygen and wheelchairs |
[02:44.02] | And trips to the docs in town |
[02:46.78] | The stays kept getting longer |
[02:49.32] | He knew he was glory bound |
[02:53.55] | My friend, your work is done here |
[02:55.99] | And I’d say you did it well |
[02:58.87] | Your voice rings down from heaven |
[03:01.32] | All the way to the devil himself |
[03:04.06] | And now you’re God’s own yodeler |
[03:06.67] | High above the Texas plains |
[03:09.21] | We miss you here in Austin |
[03:11.94] | With love we speak you name |
[03:16.72] |
[00:12.06] | Up at Henry' s Bar Grill |
[00:14.61] | On the north side of town |
[00:17.32] | I saw a man reach up to heaven |
[00:19.98] | And pull a song on down |
[00:22.80] | To a smoke filled room of misfits |
[00:25.18] | Young and old and big and small |
[00:27.94] | And with the laughing eyes of the Buddha |
[00:30.67] | He shared it with us all |
[00:33.66] | And every soul in that roadhouse |
[00:37.27] | Felt the power of his song |
[00:40.06] | Through life' s joys and sorrows |
[00:42.71] | He brought us together as one |
[00:45.43] | They called him " God' s own yodeler, |
[00:48.06] | The Pavarotti of the plains" |
[00:50.55] | There' s no bigger voice in Texas |
[00:53.19] | Don Walser was his name |
[01:00.14] | He was raised out in Lamesa |
[01:02.60] | Just a boy when his mamma died |
[01:05.42] | With daddy at the mill all night |
[01:08.03] | In that empty house he cried |
[01:10.98] | He' d climb up in the oak tree |
[01:13.29] | To sing his broken heart |
[01:16.23] | The neighbors gathered in the yard |
[01:18.91] | Listening in the dark |
[01:22.95] | Singing songs about West Texas |
[01:25.37] | Cowboys and old John Deeres |
[01:28.35] | Rodeos and driveins |
[01:30.81] | And the thrill of teenage years |
[01:33.39] | They called him " God' s own yodeler, |
[01:35.93] | The Pavarotti of the plains" |
[01:38.56] | There' s no bigger voice in Texas |
[01:41.21] | Don Walser was his name |
[01:48.04] | |
[02:30.82] | From the honkytonks and dance halls |
[02:33.37] | To the grand ole opery |
[02:36.15] | Don Walser brought a smile |
[02:38.66] | To every fan who came to see |
[02:41.55] | Now it' s oxygen and wheelchairs |
[02:44.02] | And trips to the docs in town |
[02:46.78] | The stays kept getting longer |
[02:49.32] | He knew he was glory bound |
[02:53.55] | My friend, your work is done here |
[02:55.99] | And I' d say you did it well |
[02:58.87] | Your voice rings down from heaven |
[03:01.32] | All the way to the devil himself |
[03:04.06] | And now you' re God' s own yodeler |
[03:06.67] | High above the Texas plains |
[03:09.21] | We miss you here in Austin |
[03:11.94] | With love we speak you name |
[03:16.72] |
[00:12.06] | Up at Henry' s Bar Grill |
[00:14.61] | On the north side of town |
[00:17.32] | I saw a man reach up to heaven |
[00:19.98] | And pull a song on down |
[00:22.80] | To a smoke filled room of misfits |
[00:25.18] | Young and old and big and small |
[00:27.94] | And with the laughing eyes of the Buddha |
[00:30.67] | He shared it with us all |
[00:33.66] | And every soul in that roadhouse |
[00:37.27] | Felt the power of his song |
[00:40.06] | Through life' s joys and sorrows |
[00:42.71] | He brought us together as one |
[00:45.43] | They called him " God' s own yodeler, |
[00:48.06] | The Pavarotti of the plains" |
[00:50.55] | There' s no bigger voice in Texas |
[00:53.19] | Don Walser was his name |
[01:00.14] | He was raised out in Lamesa |
[01:02.60] | Just a boy when his mamma died |
[01:05.42] | With daddy at the mill all night |
[01:08.03] | In that empty house he cried |
[01:10.98] | He' d climb up in the oak tree |
[01:13.29] | To sing his broken heart |
[01:16.23] | The neighbors gathered in the yard |
[01:18.91] | Listening in the dark |
[01:22.95] | Singing songs about West Texas |
[01:25.37] | Cowboys and old John Deeres |
[01:28.35] | Rodeos and driveins |
[01:30.81] | And the thrill of teenage years |
[01:33.39] | They called him " God' s own yodeler, |
[01:35.93] | The Pavarotti of the plains" |
[01:38.56] | There' s no bigger voice in Texas |
[01:41.21] | Don Walser was his name |
[01:48.04] | |
[02:30.82] | From the honkytonks and dance halls |
[02:33.37] | To the grand ole opery |
[02:36.15] | Don Walser brought a smile |
[02:38.66] | To every fan who came to see |
[02:41.55] | Now it' s oxygen and wheelchairs |
[02:44.02] | And trips to the docs in town |
[02:46.78] | The stays kept getting longer |
[02:49.32] | He knew he was glory bound |
[02:53.55] | My friend, your work is done here |
[02:55.99] | And I' d say you did it well |
[02:58.87] | Your voice rings down from heaven |
[03:01.32] | All the way to the devil himself |
[03:04.06] | And now you' re God' s own yodeler |
[03:06.67] | High above the Texas plains |
[03:09.21] | We miss you here in Austin |
[03:11.94] | With love we speak you name |
[03:16.72] |
[00:12.06] | 在亨利的小酒吧里烧烤 |
[00:14.61] | 在小镇的北边 |
[00:17.32] | 我看见有人飘上了天堂 |
[00:19.98] | 他的歌声却飞回人间 |
[00:22.80] | 传到那烟味缭绕的房间里 |
[00:25.18] | 那里的人们或老或少 皆不如意 |
[00:27.94] | 他脸上是和善的笑容 |
[00:30.67] | 和我们共同分享着欢乐 |
[00:33.66] | 路边小旅馆的人们啊 |
[00:37.27] | 听出了这歌声中的力量 |
[00:40.06] | 唱的是酸甜苦辣 起起伏伏 |
[00:42.71] | 他让我们团结在了一起 |
[00:45.43] | 他们称他是上帝的歌者 |
[00:48.06] | 是这大平原上的帕瓦罗蒂 |
[00:50.55] | 德克萨斯不会有比这更嘹亮的歌声 |
[00:53.19] | 他的名字是 Don Walser |
[01:00.14] | 在lamesa长大 |
[01:02.60] | 幼年时 失去母亲 |
[01:05.42] | 父亲整夜在工厂劳作 |
[01:08.03] | 他孤单一人 在房子里哭泣 |
[01:10.98] | 他爬上那颗老橡树 |
[01:13.29] | 哭着唱起歌 |
[01:16.23] | 邻居们跑到院子里 |
[01:18.91] | 听着他唱 |
[01:22.95] | 唱的是这西德克萨斯的风光人文 |
[01:25.37] | 牛仔们 收割机 |
[01:28.35] | 训牛表演 汽车电影院 |
[01:30.81] | 还有少年的狂欢 |
[01:33.39] | 他们称他是上帝的歌者 |
[01:35.93] | 是这大平原上的帕瓦罗蒂 |
[01:38.56] | 德克萨斯不会有比这更嘹亮的歌声 |
[01:41.21] | 他的名字是 Don Walser |
[02:30.82] | 从破酒馆和舞厅 |
[02:33.37] | 到橡树剧院 |
[02:36.15] | 每个乐迷满是欣喜 |
[02:38.66] | 看着Don Walser的来到 |
[02:41.55] | 如今他坐着轮椅吸着氧气 |
[02:44.02] | 街上的医院 一去再去 |
[02:46.78] | 住院的时间 越来越长 |
[02:49.32] | 他已经知道 自己将荣归尘土 |
[02:53.55] | 朋友啊,你已经唱了足够多的歌曲 |
[02:55.99] | 让我怎能不佩服 |
[02:58.87] | 你的声音从天堂传到人间 |
[03:01.32] | 一路跑到地底 |
[03:04.06] | 如今你是上帝的歌者了 |
[03:06.67] | 俯视着德克萨斯的平原 |
[03:09.21] | 我们在奥斯丁谈起你 |
[03:11.94] | 怀念你 |