歌曲 | Something So Feminine About a Mandolin |
歌手 | Jimmy Buffett |
专辑 | Havana Daydreamin' |
作词 : Buffett, Slagsvol | |
It was late in the evenin', just a few of us pickin' | |
But the lady she played so easy and fine | |
And the chords that she strummed were so tastefully clever | |
They planted this song in my mind | |
Chorus:'cause there's somethin' so feminine about a mandolin | |
The way that they feel, the way that they ring | |
Just to see slender fingers, movin' so quickly | |
Made this boy want to sing | |
And when I get older and | |
I have a daughter | |
I'll teach her to sing and play her my songs | |
And I'll tell her some stories | |
I can barely remember | |
And hope that she will sing along | |
And maybe one day she'll take a fancy to pickin''cause when that bug bites you, you live with the sting | |
And if she could just strum a few simple measures | |
She could make some young man sing'cause there's somethin' so feminine about a mandolin | |
Way that they feel, the way that they ring | |
And that evenin' in a pasture somewhere near austin | |
That mandolin made me sing | |
Her mandolin made me sing |
zuò cí : Buffett, Slagsvol | |
It was late in the evenin', just a few of us pickin' | |
But the lady she played so easy and fine | |
And the chords that she strummed were so tastefully clever | |
They planted this song in my mind | |
Chorus:' cause there' s somethin' so feminine about a mandolin | |
The way that they feel, the way that they ring | |
Just to see slender fingers, movin' so quickly | |
Made this boy want to sing | |
And when I get older and | |
I have a daughter | |
I' ll teach her to sing and play her my songs | |
And I' ll tell her some stories | |
I can barely remember | |
And hope that she will sing along | |
And maybe one day she' ll take a fancy to pickin'' cause when that bug bites you, you live with the sting | |
And if she could just strum a few simple measures | |
She could make some young man sing' cause there' s somethin' so feminine about a mandolin | |
Way that they feel, the way that they ring | |
And that evenin' in a pasture somewhere near austin | |
That mandolin made me sing | |
Her mandolin made me sing |