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JOHN DENVER
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My Old Man
作词:Jerry Jeff Walker
My old man had a rounder's soul He'd hear an old freight train Then he'd have to go
Said he'd been blessed with a gypsy bone That's the reason they guessed He'd been cursed to roam
Came into town back before the war Didn't even know what it was He was looking for
Carried a tattered bag for his violin It was full of lots of songs Of places that he'd been
He talked real easy, had a smiling way To pass along to you When his fiddle played
Making people drop their cares and woes To hum out loud those tunes That his fiddle bowed
Till the people there began to join that sound And everyone in town was laughing Singing, dancing round
Like the fiddler's tune Was all they heard that night 更多更详尽歌词 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔镜歌词网 As if some dream said 'All the world is right'
His fiddler's eye caught one beauty there She had that rollin', flowin' Golden kind of hair
He played for her as if she danced alone Played his favorite songs Ones he called his own
He played until she was the last to go Stopped and packed his case And said he'd take her home
All the nights that passed a child was born All the years that passed That love would keep them warm
All their lives they'd share a dream come true All because she danced While his fiddle tuned
My old man had a rounder's soul He'd hear an old freight train Then he'd have to go
All that I recall said when I was so young There's no one else could really Sing those songs he sung
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