歌曲 | Death of Floyd Collins |
歌手 | John Prine |
专辑 | Standard Songs for Average People |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Jenkins, Spain | |
Oh, come all ye young people and listen while I tell, | |
The fate of Floyd Collins, the lad we all knew well, | |
His face was fair and handsome, his heart was true and brave, | |
His body now lies sleeping in a lonely sandstone cave. | |
Oh , mother don't you worry, dear father don't' be sad, | |
I'll tell you all my troubles in an awful dream I had, | |
I dreamed I was a prisoner, my life I could not save, | |
I cried "Oh must I perish within this silent cave. | |
The rescue party labored, they worked both night and day, | |
To move the mighty barrier that stood within their way, | |
To rescue Floyd Collins, it was their battle cry, | |
"We'll never, no we'll never, let Floyd Collins die." | |
But on that fateful morning, the sun rose in the sky, | |
The workers still were busy, "we'll save him by and by," | |
But oh how sad the ending, his life could not be saved, | |
His body was then sleeping in the lonely sandstone cave. | |
Young people, all take warning from Floyd Collin's fate, | |
And get right with your maker before it is too late. | |
It may not be a Sand Cave in which we find our tomb, | |
But on that day of judgment, we too must meet our doom. |
zuo ci : Jenkins, Spain | |
Oh, come all ye young people and listen while I tell, | |
The fate of Floyd Collins, the lad we all knew well, | |
His face was fair and handsome, his heart was true and brave, | |
His body now lies sleeping in a lonely sandstone cave. | |
Oh , mother don' t you worry, dear father don' t' be sad, | |
I' ll tell you all my troubles in an awful dream I had, | |
I dreamed I was a prisoner, my life I could not save, | |
I cried " Oh must I perish within this silent cave. | |
The rescue party labored, they worked both night and day, | |
To move the mighty barrier that stood within their way, | |
To rescue Floyd Collins, it was their battle cry, | |
" We' ll never, no we' ll never, let Floyd Collins die." | |
But on that fateful morning, the sun rose in the sky, | |
The workers still were busy, " we' ll save him by and by," | |
But oh how sad the ending, his life could not be saved, | |
His body was then sleeping in the lonely sandstone cave. | |
Young people, all take warning from Floyd Collin' s fate, | |
And get right with your maker before it is too late. | |
It may not be a Sand Cave in which we find our tomb, | |
But on that day of judgment, we too must meet our doom. |
zuò cí : Jenkins, Spain | |
Oh, come all ye young people and listen while I tell, | |
The fate of Floyd Collins, the lad we all knew well, | |
His face was fair and handsome, his heart was true and brave, | |
His body now lies sleeping in a lonely sandstone cave. | |
Oh , mother don' t you worry, dear father don' t' be sad, | |
I' ll tell you all my troubles in an awful dream I had, | |
I dreamed I was a prisoner, my life I could not save, | |
I cried " Oh must I perish within this silent cave. | |
The rescue party labored, they worked both night and day, | |
To move the mighty barrier that stood within their way, | |
To rescue Floyd Collins, it was their battle cry, | |
" We' ll never, no we' ll never, let Floyd Collins die." | |
But on that fateful morning, the sun rose in the sky, | |
The workers still were busy, " we' ll save him by and by," | |
But oh how sad the ending, his life could not be saved, | |
His body was then sleeping in the lonely sandstone cave. | |
Young people, all take warning from Floyd Collin' s fate, | |
And get right with your maker before it is too late. | |
It may not be a Sand Cave in which we find our tomb, | |
But on that day of judgment, we too must meet our doom. |