歌曲 | Hey Porter |
歌手 | Johnny Cash |
专辑 | 20 Golden Greats |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
Artist:johnny cash | |
Songs Title:hey porter | |
Hey porter! | |
Hey porter! | |
Would you tell me the time? | |
How much longer will it be till we cross that Mason Dixon Line? | |
At daylight would ya tell that engineer to slow it down? | |
Or better still, just stop the train, | |
Cause I wanna look around. | |
Hey porter! | |
Hey porter! | |
What time did you say? | |
How much longer will it be till I can see the light of day? | |
When we hit Dixie will you tell that engineer to ring his bell? | |
And ask everybody that ain't asleep to stand right up and yell. | |
Hey porter! | |
Hey porter! | |
It's getting light outside. | |
This old train is puffin' smoke, and I have to strain my eyes. | |
But ask that engineer if he will blow his whistle please. | |
Cause I smell frost on cotton leaves and I feel that Southern breeze. | |
Hey porter! | |
Hey porter! | |
Please get my bags for me. | |
I need nobody to tell me now that we're in Tennessee. | |
tell Go that engineer to make that lonesome whistle scream, | |
We're not so far from home so take it easy on the steam. | |
Hey porter! | |
Hey porter! | |
Please open up the door. | |
When they stop the train I'm gonna get off first | |
Cause I can't wait no more. | |
Tell that engineer I said thanks alot, and I didn't mind the fare. | |
I'm gonna set my feet on | |
Southern soil and breathe that Southern air. |
Artist: johnny cash | |
Songs Title: hey porter | |
Hey porter! | |
Hey porter! | |
Would you tell me the time? | |
How much longer will it be till we cross that Mason Dixon Line? | |
At daylight would ya tell that engineer to slow it down? | |
Or better still, just stop the train, | |
Cause I wanna look around. | |
Hey porter! | |
Hey porter! | |
What time did you say? | |
How much longer will it be till I can see the light of day? | |
When we hit Dixie will you tell that engineer to ring his bell? | |
And ask everybody that ain' t asleep to stand right up and yell. | |
Hey porter! | |
Hey porter! | |
It' s getting light outside. | |
This old train is puffin' smoke, and I have to strain my eyes. | |
But ask that engineer if he will blow his whistle please. | |
Cause I smell frost on cotton leaves and I feel that Southern breeze. | |
Hey porter! | |
Hey porter! | |
Please get my bags for me. | |
I need nobody to tell me now that we' re in Tennessee. | |
tell Go that engineer to make that lonesome whistle scream, | |
We' re not so far from home so take it easy on the steam. | |
Hey porter! | |
Hey porter! | |
Please open up the door. | |
When they stop the train I' m gonna get off first | |
Cause I can' t wait no more. | |
Tell that engineer I said thanks alot, and I didn' t mind the fare. | |
I' m gonna set my feet on | |
Southern soil and breathe that Southern air. |
Artist: johnny cash | |
Songs Title: hey porter | |
Hey porter! | |
Hey porter! | |
Would you tell me the time? | |
How much longer will it be till we cross that Mason Dixon Line? | |
At daylight would ya tell that engineer to slow it down? | |
Or better still, just stop the train, | |
Cause I wanna look around. | |
Hey porter! | |
Hey porter! | |
What time did you say? | |
How much longer will it be till I can see the light of day? | |
When we hit Dixie will you tell that engineer to ring his bell? | |
And ask everybody that ain' t asleep to stand right up and yell. | |
Hey porter! | |
Hey porter! | |
It' s getting light outside. | |
This old train is puffin' smoke, and I have to strain my eyes. | |
But ask that engineer if he will blow his whistle please. | |
Cause I smell frost on cotton leaves and I feel that Southern breeze. | |
Hey porter! | |
Hey porter! | |
Please get my bags for me. | |
I need nobody to tell me now that we' re in Tennessee. | |
tell Go that engineer to make that lonesome whistle scream, | |
We' re not so far from home so take it easy on the steam. | |
Hey porter! | |
Hey porter! | |
Please open up the door. | |
When they stop the train I' m gonna get off first | |
Cause I can' t wait no more. | |
Tell that engineer I said thanks alot, and I didn' t mind the fare. | |
I' m gonna set my feet on | |
Southern soil and breathe that Southern air. |