I Can't Write Left Handed 歌词

	作曲 : Jackson Withers
	作词 : Jackson Withers
	(with John Legend)
	I can't write left-handed
	Would you please write a letter, write a letter to my mother?
	Tell her to tell, tell her to tell, tell her to tell the family lawyer
	Trying to get, trying to get a deferment for my younger brother
	Tell the Reverend
	Harris to pray for me,
	Lord, Lord,
	Lord I ain't gonna live,
	I don't believe
	I'm going to live to get much older
	Strange little man over here in
	Vietnam I ain't,
	I ain't never seen
	Bless his heart ain't never done nothing to,
	He done shot me in my shoulder
	Boot camp we had classes
	You know we talked about fighting, fighting everyday
	And looking through rosy, rosy colored glasses
	I must admit it seemed exciting anyway
	Oh, but something that day overlooked to tell me,
	Lord Bullets look better,
	I must say
	Brother when they ain't coming at you
	But going out the other way
	And please call up the
	Reverend, call up, call up the
	Reverend Harris
	Tell him to ask the
	Lord to do some good things for me
	Tell him I ain't gonna live,
	I ain't gonna live,
	I ain't gonna live
	To get much older, oh
	Lord Strange little man over here in
	Vietnam, I ain't never seen
	Bless his heart ain't never done nothing to,
	He done shot me in my shoulder
	Lord

	zuo qu : Jackson Withers
	zuo ci : Jackson Withers
	with John Legend
	I can' t write lefthanded
	Would you please write a letter, write a letter to my mother?
	Tell her to tell, tell her to tell, tell her to tell the family lawyer
	Trying to get, trying to get a deferment for my younger brother
	Tell the Reverend
	Harris to pray for me,
	Lord, Lord,
	Lord I ain' t gonna live,
	I don' t believe
	I' m going to live to get much older
	Strange little man over here in
	Vietnam I ain' t,
	I ain' t never seen
	Bless his heart ain' t never done nothing to,
	He done shot me in my shoulder
	Boot camp we had classes
	You know we talked about fighting, fighting everyday
	And looking through rosy, rosy colored glasses
	I must admit it seemed exciting anyway
	Oh, but something that day overlooked to tell me,
	Lord Bullets look better,
	I must say
	Brother when they ain' t coming at you
	But going out the other way
	And please call up the
	Reverend, call up, call up the
	Reverend Harris
	Tell him to ask the
	Lord to do some good things for me
	Tell him I ain' t gonna live,
	I ain' t gonna live,
	I ain' t gonna live
	To get much older, oh
	Lord Strange little man over here in
	Vietnam, I ain' t never seen
	Bless his heart ain' t never done nothing to,
	He done shot me in my shoulder
	Lord

	zuò qǔ : Jackson Withers
	zuò cí : Jackson Withers
	with John Legend
	I can' t write lefthanded
	Would you please write a letter, write a letter to my mother?
	Tell her to tell, tell her to tell, tell her to tell the family lawyer
	Trying to get, trying to get a deferment for my younger brother
	Tell the Reverend
	Harris to pray for me,
	Lord, Lord,
	Lord I ain' t gonna live,
	I don' t believe
	I' m going to live to get much older
	Strange little man over here in
	Vietnam I ain' t,
	I ain' t never seen
	Bless his heart ain' t never done nothing to,
	He done shot me in my shoulder
	Boot camp we had classes
	You know we talked about fighting, fighting everyday
	And looking through rosy, rosy colored glasses
	I must admit it seemed exciting anyway
	Oh, but something that day overlooked to tell me,
	Lord Bullets look better,
	I must say
	Brother when they ain' t coming at you
	But going out the other way
	And please call up the
	Reverend, call up, call up the
	Reverend Harris
	Tell him to ask the
	Lord to do some good things for me
	Tell him I ain' t gonna live,
	I ain' t gonna live,
	I ain' t gonna live
	To get much older, oh
	Lord Strange little man over here in
	Vietnam, I ain' t never seen
	Bless his heart ain' t never done nothing to,
	He done shot me in my shoulder
	Lord

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