Little Bombardier 歌词

	作词 : Bowie
	Lyrics：David Bowie Music：David Bowie
	War made him a soldier
	Little Frankie Mear
	Peace left him a loser
	The little bombardier
	Lines of worry appeared with age
	Unskilled hands that knew no trade
	Spent his time in the picture house
	The little bombardier
	Frankie drank his money
	The little that he made
	Told his woes to no man
	Friendless, lonely days
	Then one day, in the ABC
	Four bright eyes gazed longingly
	At the ice-cream in the hand of
	The little bombardier
	Sunshine entered our Frankie's days
	Gone his worries, his hopeless maze
	His life was fun and his heart was full of joy
	Two young children had changed his aims
	He gave them toffees and played their games
	He brought them presents with every coin he made
	Then two gentlemen called on him
	Asked him for his name
	Why was he friends with the children
	Were they just a game?
	Leave them alone or we'll get sore
	We've had blokes like you in the station before
	The hand of authority said 'no more' to
	The little bombardier
	Packed his bags, his heart in pain
	Wiped a tear and caught a train
	Not to be seen in the town again
	The little bombardier

	zuo ci : Bowie
	Lyrics: David Bowie Music: David Bowie
	War made him a soldier
	Little Frankie Mear
	Peace left him a loser
	The little bombardier
	Lines of worry appeared with age
	Unskilled hands that knew no trade
	Spent his time in the picture house
	The little bombardier
	Frankie drank his money
	The little that he made
	Told his woes to no man
	Friendless, lonely days
	Then one day, in the ABC
	Four bright eyes gazed longingly
	At the icecream in the hand of
	The little bombardier
	Sunshine entered our Frankie' s days
	Gone his worries, his hopeless maze
	His life was fun and his heart was full of joy
	Two young children had changed his aims
	He gave them toffees and played their games
	He brought them presents with every coin he made
	Then two gentlemen called on him
	Asked him for his name
	Why was he friends with the children
	Were they just a game?
	Leave them alone or we' ll get sore
	We' ve had blokes like you in the station before
	The hand of authority said ' no more' to
	The little bombardier
	Packed his bags, his heart in pain
	Wiped a tear and caught a train
	Not to be seen in the town again
	The little bombardier

	zuò cí : Bowie
	Lyrics: David Bowie Music: David Bowie
	War made him a soldier
	Little Frankie Mear
	Peace left him a loser
	The little bombardier
	Lines of worry appeared with age
	Unskilled hands that knew no trade
	Spent his time in the picture house
	The little bombardier
	Frankie drank his money
	The little that he made
	Told his woes to no man
	Friendless, lonely days
	Then one day, in the ABC
	Four bright eyes gazed longingly
	At the icecream in the hand of
	The little bombardier
	Sunshine entered our Frankie' s days
	Gone his worries, his hopeless maze
	His life was fun and his heart was full of joy
	Two young children had changed his aims
	He gave them toffees and played their games
	He brought them presents with every coin he made
	Then two gentlemen called on him
	Asked him for his name
	Why was he friends with the children
	Were they just a game?
	Leave them alone or we' ll get sore
	We' ve had blokes like you in the station before
	The hand of authority said ' no more' to
	The little bombardier
	Packed his bags, his heart in pain
	Wiped a tear and caught a train
	Not to be seen in the town again
	The little bombardier

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