歌曲 | Green, Green Grass of Home |
歌手 | Johnny Cash |
专辑 | At Folsom Prison (Legacy Edition) |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
[00:00.00] | 作词 : Putman |
[00:01.26] | The old home town looks the same |
[00:06.30] | As I step down from the train |
[00:10.40] | And there to meet me is my mama and my papa |
[00:18.89] | Down the road I look and there runs Mary |
[00:24.73] | Hair of gold and lips like cherries |
[00:28.47] | It's good to touch the green, green grass of home |
[00:36.35] | The old house is still standing |
[00:40.60] | Though the paint is cracked and dry |
[00:44.66] | And there's that old oak tree that I used to play on |
[00:52.86] | Down the lane I walk with my sweet Mary |
[00:58.44] | Hair of gold and lips like cherries |
[01:02.20] | It's good to touch the green, green grass of home |
[01:09.80] | Yes, they'll all come to see me |
[01:14.50] | Arms reaching, smiling sweetly |
[01:18.86] | It's good to touch the green, green grass of home |
[01:27.01] | Then I'll awake and look around me |
[01:31.54] | To the cold gray walls that surround me |
[01:36.11] | And then I realize, I was only dreaming |
[01:44.12] | For there's a guard and a sad old padre |
[01:49.55] | Arm in arm, I walk at daybreak |
[01:53.25] | Again, I'll touch the green, green grass of home |
[02:00.79] | Yes, they'll all come to see me |
[02:05.59] | In the shade of the old oak tree |
[02:09.99] | As they lay me 'neath the green, green grass of home |
[00:00.00] | zuo ci : Putman |
[00:01.26] | The old home town looks the same |
[00:06.30] | As I step down from the train |
[00:10.40] | And there to meet me is my mama and my papa |
[00:18.89] | Down the road I look and there runs Mary |
[00:24.73] | Hair of gold and lips like cherries |
[00:28.47] | It' s good to touch the green, green grass of home |
[00:36.35] | The old house is still standing |
[00:40.60] | Though the paint is cracked and dry |
[00:44.66] | And there' s that old oak tree that I used to play on |
[00:52.86] | Down the lane I walk with my sweet Mary |
[00:58.44] | Hair of gold and lips like cherries |
[01:02.20] | It' s good to touch the green, green grass of home |
[01:09.80] | Yes, they' ll all come to see me |
[01:14.50] | Arms reaching, smiling sweetly |
[01:18.86] | It' s good to touch the green, green grass of home |
[01:27.01] | Then I' ll awake and look around me |
[01:31.54] | To the cold gray walls that surround me |
[01:36.11] | And then I realize, I was only dreaming |
[01:44.12] | For there' s a guard and a sad old padre |
[01:49.55] | Arm in arm, I walk at daybreak |
[01:53.25] | Again, I' ll touch the green, green grass of home |
[02:00.79] | Yes, they' ll all come to see me |
[02:05.59] | In the shade of the old oak tree |
[02:09.99] | As they lay me ' neath the green, green grass of home |
[00:00.00] | zuò cí : Putman |
[00:01.26] | The old home town looks the same |
[00:06.30] | As I step down from the train |
[00:10.40] | And there to meet me is my mama and my papa |
[00:18.89] | Down the road I look and there runs Mary |
[00:24.73] | Hair of gold and lips like cherries |
[00:28.47] | It' s good to touch the green, green grass of home |
[00:36.35] | The old house is still standing |
[00:40.60] | Though the paint is cracked and dry |
[00:44.66] | And there' s that old oak tree that I used to play on |
[00:52.86] | Down the lane I walk with my sweet Mary |
[00:58.44] | Hair of gold and lips like cherries |
[01:02.20] | It' s good to touch the green, green grass of home |
[01:09.80] | Yes, they' ll all come to see me |
[01:14.50] | Arms reaching, smiling sweetly |
[01:18.86] | It' s good to touch the green, green grass of home |
[01:27.01] | Then I' ll awake and look around me |
[01:31.54] | To the cold gray walls that surround me |
[01:36.11] | And then I realize, I was only dreaming |
[01:44.12] | For there' s a guard and a sad old padre |
[01:49.55] | Arm in arm, I walk at daybreak |
[01:53.25] | Again, I' ll touch the green, green grass of home |
[02:00.79] | Yes, they' ll all come to see me |
[02:05.59] | In the shade of the old oak tree |
[02:09.99] | As they lay me ' neath the green, green grass of home |