歌曲 | Johnny Lobo |
歌手 | Kris Kristofferson |
专辑 | A Moment of Forever |
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作词 : Kristofferson | |
Once upon a dusty reservation | |
Somewhere in the land of sitting bull | |
Johnny lobo played with fire and dreamed of open spaces | |
Locked inside a heaven gone to hell | |
All the dreams were gone but not forgotten | |
Murdered like the holy buffalo | |
But johnny lobo knew the rules and grew into a warrior | |
Fighting for his people and his soul | |
Chorus: | |
Oh...... johnny lobo | |
Oh...... johnny lobo | |
Loaded down with lessons that he carried | |
Home from viet nam to wounded knee | |
Johnny lobo burned a flag he knew had been dishonored | |
Paid the price for thinking he was free | |
Someone set his house on fire, burned it to the ground | |
With his wife and children locked inside | |
Later when the bitter tears were falling to the ashes | |
Something good in johnny lobo died | |
Chorus: | |
Oh...... johnny lobo | |
Oh...... johnny lobo | |
In a darkened corner of a tavern | |
Burning down old memories again | |
Johnny lobo stares into the smoke and dream of clouds | |
Running like wild horses with the wind | |
Holy phoenix rising from the ashes | |
Into the circle of the sun | |
Johnny lobo's warrior heart was burnished in the embers | |
And the battle's just begun | |
Chorus: | |
Oh...... johnny lobo | |
Oh...... johnny lobo |
zuo ci : Kristofferson | |
Once upon a dusty reservation | |
Somewhere in the land of sitting bull | |
Johnny lobo played with fire and dreamed of open spaces | |
Locked inside a heaven gone to hell | |
All the dreams were gone but not forgotten | |
Murdered like the holy buffalo | |
But johnny lobo knew the rules and grew into a warrior | |
Fighting for his people and his soul | |
Chorus: | |
Oh...... johnny lobo | |
Oh...... johnny lobo | |
Loaded down with lessons that he carried | |
Home from viet nam to wounded knee | |
Johnny lobo burned a flag he knew had been dishonored | |
Paid the price for thinking he was free | |
Someone set his house on fire, burned it to the ground | |
With his wife and children locked inside | |
Later when the bitter tears were falling to the ashes | |
Something good in johnny lobo died | |
Chorus: | |
Oh...... johnny lobo | |
Oh...... johnny lobo | |
In a darkened corner of a tavern | |
Burning down old memories again | |
Johnny lobo stares into the smoke and dream of clouds | |
Running like wild horses with the wind | |
Holy phoenix rising from the ashes | |
Into the circle of the sun | |
Johnny lobo' s warrior heart was burnished in the embers | |
And the battle' s just begun | |
Chorus: | |
Oh...... johnny lobo | |
Oh...... johnny lobo |
zuò cí : Kristofferson | |
Once upon a dusty reservation | |
Somewhere in the land of sitting bull | |
Johnny lobo played with fire and dreamed of open spaces | |
Locked inside a heaven gone to hell | |
All the dreams were gone but not forgotten | |
Murdered like the holy buffalo | |
But johnny lobo knew the rules and grew into a warrior | |
Fighting for his people and his soul | |
Chorus: | |
Oh...... johnny lobo | |
Oh...... johnny lobo | |
Loaded down with lessons that he carried | |
Home from viet nam to wounded knee | |
Johnny lobo burned a flag he knew had been dishonored | |
Paid the price for thinking he was free | |
Someone set his house on fire, burned it to the ground | |
With his wife and children locked inside | |
Later when the bitter tears were falling to the ashes | |
Something good in johnny lobo died | |
Chorus: | |
Oh...... johnny lobo | |
Oh...... johnny lobo | |
In a darkened corner of a tavern | |
Burning down old memories again | |
Johnny lobo stares into the smoke and dream of clouds | |
Running like wild horses with the wind | |
Holy phoenix rising from the ashes | |
Into the circle of the sun | |
Johnny lobo' s warrior heart was burnished in the embers | |
And the battle' s just begun | |
Chorus: | |
Oh...... johnny lobo | |
Oh...... johnny lobo |