歌曲 | Feel Like Going Home |
歌手 | Muddy Waters |
专辑 | Folk Singer |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Morganfield, Waters | |
Well, now it gettin, | |
Late on into the evenin and | |
I feel like, like blowin my home. | |
When I woke up this mornin all | |
I, I had was gone. | |
Now it gettin, | |
Late on into the evenin, man now, | |
I feel like, like blowin my home. | |
Well now, woke up this mornin, all | |
I had was gone. | |
Well, brooks run into the ocean, the ocean run in, into the sea, | |
If I don't find my baby, somebody gonna sure bury me. | |
Brooks run into the ocean, man, that ole ocean run into the sea, | |
Well now, if | |
I don't find my baby chile, somebody sure gonna bury me. | |
Well, minutes seemed like hours, an hour don't it seem like days? | |
Seems like my baby would stop her old evil way, | |
Minutes seemed like hours, an hour seemed like days, | |
Well now, seems like my baby child, whoo-hoo well, child, | |
Would stop her low down ways. |
zuo ci : Morganfield, Waters | |
Well, now it gettin, | |
Late on into the evenin and | |
I feel like, like blowin my home. | |
When I woke up this mornin all | |
I, I had was gone. | |
Now it gettin, | |
Late on into the evenin, man now, | |
I feel like, like blowin my home. | |
Well now, woke up this mornin, all | |
I had was gone. | |
Well, brooks run into the ocean, the ocean run in, into the sea, | |
If I don' t find my baby, somebody gonna sure bury me. | |
Brooks run into the ocean, man, that ole ocean run into the sea, | |
Well now, if | |
I don' t find my baby chile, somebody sure gonna bury me. | |
Well, minutes seemed like hours, an hour don' t it seem like days? | |
Seems like my baby would stop her old evil way, | |
Minutes seemed like hours, an hour seemed like days, | |
Well now, seems like my baby child, whoohoo well, child, | |
Would stop her low down ways. |
zuò cí : Morganfield, Waters | |
Well, now it gettin, | |
Late on into the evenin and | |
I feel like, like blowin my home. | |
When I woke up this mornin all | |
I, I had was gone. | |
Now it gettin, | |
Late on into the evenin, man now, | |
I feel like, like blowin my home. | |
Well now, woke up this mornin, all | |
I had was gone. | |
Well, brooks run into the ocean, the ocean run in, into the sea, | |
If I don' t find my baby, somebody gonna sure bury me. | |
Brooks run into the ocean, man, that ole ocean run into the sea, | |
Well now, if | |
I don' t find my baby chile, somebody sure gonna bury me. | |
Well, minutes seemed like hours, an hour don' t it seem like days? | |
Seems like my baby would stop her old evil way, | |
Minutes seemed like hours, an hour seemed like days, | |
Well now, seems like my baby child, whoohoo well, child, | |
Would stop her low down ways. |