| 歌曲 | Lord, I Have Made You a Place in My Heart |
| 歌手 | Cry Cry Cry |
| 专辑 | Cry Cry Cry |
| 作曲 : Brown | |
| Oh Lord, I have made you a place in my heart | |
| Among the rags and the bones and the dirt. | |
| There's piles of lies, the love gone from her eyes, | |
| And old moving boxes full of hurt. | |
| Pull up a chair by the trouble and care. | |
| I got whiskey, you're welcome to some. | |
| Oh Lord, I have made you a place in my heart, | |
| But I don't reckon you're gonna come. | |
| I've tried to fix up the place, I know it's a disgrace, | |
| You get used to it after a while - | |
| With the flood and the drought and old pals hanging out | |
| With their IOU's and their smiles. | |
| Bare naked women keep coming in | |
| And they dance like you wouldn't believe. | |
| Oh Lord, I have made you a place in my heart, | |
| So take a good look - and then leave. | |
| Oh Lord, why does the Fall get colder each year? | |
| Lord, why can't I learn to love? | |
| Lord, if you made me, it's easy to see | |
| That you all make mistakes up above. | |
| But if I open the door, you will know I'm poor | |
| And my secrets are all that I own. | |
| Oh Lord, I have made you a place in my heart | |
| And I hope that you leave it alone |
| zuò qǔ : Brown | |
| Oh Lord, I have made you a place in my heart | |
| Among the rags and the bones and the dirt. | |
| There' s piles of lies, the love gone from her eyes, | |
| And old moving boxes full of hurt. | |
| Pull up a chair by the trouble and care. | |
| I got whiskey, you' re welcome to some. | |
| Oh Lord, I have made you a place in my heart, | |
| But I don' t reckon you' re gonna come. | |
| I' ve tried to fix up the place, I know it' s a disgrace, | |
| You get used to it after a while | |
| With the flood and the drought and old pals hanging out | |
| With their IOU' s and their smiles. | |
| Bare naked women keep coming in | |
| And they dance like you wouldn' t believe. | |
| Oh Lord, I have made you a place in my heart, | |
| So take a good look and then leave. | |
| Oh Lord, why does the Fall get colder each year? | |
| Lord, why can' t I learn to love? | |
| Lord, if you made me, it' s easy to see | |
| That you all make mistakes up above. | |
| But if I open the door, you will know I' m poor | |
| And my secrets are all that I own. | |
| Oh Lord, I have made you a place in my heart | |
| And I hope that you leave it alone |