| 歌曲 | Time To Talk To Joseph |
| 歌手 | Tim O'Brien & Darrell Scott |
| 专辑 | Memories And Moments |
| 下载 | Image LRC TXT |
| I lay awake til morning, mind racing through the gloom | |
| I practice shadow puppets on my side of the room | |
| You softly snore beside me as I make the gures dance | |
| Until nally I’m laughing at the random path of chance | |
| It’s time to talk to Joseph | |
| Gonna pack my little sack | |
| ere isn’t much I really need | |
| To wander o the track | |
| I’ll be sleeping under ledges | |
| Eating what I find | |
| I’ll read the reaching branches | |
| Strum your heartstrings in my mind | |
| I think I’ll head on up the north bank, turn left up Campbell’s creek | |
| There’s an old grey man that lives up there and his counsel now I seek | |
| Those twisting nooks and crannies, those hollers dark and deep | |
| Are calling to me in my dreams, whenever I can sleep | |
| It’s time to talk to Joseph | |
| Gonna pack my little sack | |
| ere isn’t much I really need | |
| To wander o the track | |
| I’ll be sleeping under ledges | |
| Eating what I find | |
| I’ll read the reaching branches | |
| Strum your heartstrings in my mind | |
| There’s too many threads to follow and it seems the only way | |
| Is to dive into the darkness that leads me into day | |
| Don’t worry bout me darling, I’m comin back again | |
| My spirit will be stronger from a power deep within | |
| It’s time to talk to Joseph | |
| Gonna pack my little sack | |
| ere isn’t much I really need | |
| To wander o the track | |
| I’ll be sleeping under ledges | |
| Eating what I find | |
| I’ll read the reaching branches | |
| Strum your heartstrings in my mind |
| I lay awake til morning, mind racing through the gloom | |
| I practice shadow puppets on my side of the room | |
| You softly snore beside me as I make the gures dance | |
| Until nally I' m laughing at the random path of chance | |
| It' s time to talk to Joseph | |
| Gonna pack my little sack | |
| ere isn' t much I really need | |
| To wander o the track | |
| I' ll be sleeping under ledges | |
| Eating what I fi nd | |
| I' ll read the reaching branches | |
| Strum your heartstrings in my mind | |
| I think I' ll head on up the north bank, turn left up Campbell' s creek | |
| There' s an old grey man that lives up there and his counsel now I seek | |
| Those twisting nooks and crannies, those hollers dark and deep | |
| Are calling to me in my dreams, whenever I can sleep | |
| It' s time to talk to Joseph | |
| Gonna pack my little sack | |
| ere isn' t much I really need | |
| To wander o the track | |
| I' ll be sleeping under ledges | |
| Eating what I find | |
| I' ll read the reaching branches | |
| Strum your heartstrings in my mind | |
| There' s too many threads to follow and it seems the only way | |
| Is to dive into the darkness that leads me into day | |
| Don' t worry bout me darling, I' m comin back again | |
| My spirit will be stronger from a power deep within | |
| It' s time to talk to Joseph | |
| Gonna pack my little sack | |
| ere isn' t much I really need | |
| To wander o the track | |
| I' ll be sleeping under ledges | |
| Eating what I fi nd | |
| I' ll read the reaching branches | |
| Strum your heartstrings in my mind |
| I lay awake til morning, mind racing through the gloom | |
| I practice shadow puppets on my side of the room | |
| You softly snore beside me as I make the gures dance | |
| Until nally I' m laughing at the random path of chance | |
| It' s time to talk to Joseph | |
| Gonna pack my little sack | |
| ere isn' t much I really need | |
| To wander o the track | |
| I' ll be sleeping under ledges | |
| Eating what I fi nd | |
| I' ll read the reaching branches | |
| Strum your heartstrings in my mind | |
| I think I' ll head on up the north bank, turn left up Campbell' s creek | |
| There' s an old grey man that lives up there and his counsel now I seek | |
| Those twisting nooks and crannies, those hollers dark and deep | |
| Are calling to me in my dreams, whenever I can sleep | |
| It' s time to talk to Joseph | |
| Gonna pack my little sack | |
| ere isn' t much I really need | |
| To wander o the track | |
| I' ll be sleeping under ledges | |
| Eating what I find | |
| I' ll read the reaching branches | |
| Strum your heartstrings in my mind | |
| There' s too many threads to follow and it seems the only way | |
| Is to dive into the darkness that leads me into day | |
| Don' t worry bout me darling, I' m comin back again | |
| My spirit will be stronger from a power deep within | |
| It' s time to talk to Joseph | |
| Gonna pack my little sack | |
| ere isn' t much I really need | |
| To wander o the track | |
| I' ll be sleeping under ledges | |
| Eating what I fi nd | |
| I' ll read the reaching branches | |
| Strum your heartstrings in my mind |