Song | The Likes of You Again |
Artist | Flogging Molly |
Album | Swagger |
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[00:00.00] | 作曲 : Flogging Molly, King |
[00:10.37] | Here's to you, I sing for my daddy-o |
[00:19.37] | As I lay him down to sleep |
[00:28.33] | It's been so long, since I lost my daddy-o |
[00:38.86] | Hope he's watchin' over me |
[00:45.65] | |
[01:15.15] | Wednesday night is mornin' now |
[01:16.56] | As I'm walkin' in the rain |
[01:17.86] | The birds are screaming in my ear |
[01:19.46] | Drivin' me insane |
[01:20.98] | Half the clouds are empty |
[01:22.29] | So the sun burst through the sky |
[01:23.80] | The puddles show reflection |
[01:25.11] | Of a face about to die |
[01:26.85] | Just around the corner, |
[01:28.05] | I was goin' round the bend |
[01:29.86] | I ran into a staggerin' fool |
[01:31.26] | Who said he knew my name |
[01:32.86] | He poured himself a whiskey |
[01:34.07] | And his face began to glow |
[01:35.77] | Two men without an answer |
[01:37.48] | Like a dog without a bone |
[01:39.09] | Bringin' in the new year |
[01:40.20] | As the bells began to ring |
[01:41.89] | Fats is in the corner, she's just about to sing |
[01:44.99] | Time to get another, before the final shout |
[01:47.98] | You should have heard them roarin' |
[01:49.18] | When they dragged the bugger out |
[01:50.60] | And we'll never see the likes of you again |
[01:55.80] | |
[02:00.02] | Jimbo came from slummin' town |
[02:01.23] | A cold and dreary place |
[02:02.74] | To summerland he found himself |
[02:04.25] | The sun shun on his face |
[02:05.84] | Met a girl called Minnie Pearl |
[02:07.24] | Swore she'd always be his girl |
[02:08.84] | Happy ever after, till the tide ran out again |
[02:11.76] | Pour me all your sorrows |
[02:12.89] | And I'll drink till you are dry |
[02:14.53] | I'll love you in the mornin' |
[02:15.91] | Christ, I'll love ya till you die |
[02:18.66] | I'll never leave so never grieve |
[02:20.05] | I'll be back before ya know |
[02:21.65] | But Jimbo fell into a well |
[02:23.15] | And never rambled home |
[02:24.96] | Carried all his troubles in an unforgivin' bag |
[02:27.87] | Back and forth through painted brick |
[02:29.27] | The colours all seemed bland |
[02:30.85] | I've traveled all these years, he said |
[02:32.25] | To only get this far, so he crossed the street |
[02:34.66] | Found a seat, his home is now a bar |
[02:36.57] | And we'll never see the likes of you again |
[02:42.58] | No we'll never see the likes of you again |
[02:50.49] | |
[03:05.45] | There must be more to life, than this poxie life |
[03:11.65] | All the agro, all the pain |
[03:17.75] | So he disappeared into his final beer |
[03:23.60] | But the glass was empty, once again, again, again |
[03:32.40] | |
[03:43.87] | Woke up in an awful state |
[03:44.97] | Dreamt I was at Peter's Gate |
[03:46.70] | Beggin' for his mercy |
[03:47.79] | And the crimes that were at hand |
[03:49.50] | He told me he was much amused |
[03:50.89] | To see this life I had abused |
[03:52.50] | Best be on your way, but have a swig before you go |
[03:55.42] | So I'm bringing in the New Year |
[03:56.81] | As the bells began to ring |
[03:58.50] | Fat's in the corner, she's just about to sing |
[04:01.50] | Time to get another, before the final shout |
[04:04.62] | You should have heard them roarin' |
[04:05.92] | When they dragged the bugger out |
[04:07.34] | And we'll never see the likes of you again |
[04:13.15] | No we'll never see the likes of you again |
[04:19.47] | No we'll never see the likes of you again |
[04:24.05] |
[00:00.00] | zuo qu : Flogging Molly, King |
[00:10.37] | Here' s to you, I sing for my daddyo |
[00:19.37] | As I lay him down to sleep |
[00:28.33] | It' s been so long, since I lost my daddyo |
[00:38.86] | Hope he' s watchin' over me |
[00:45.65] | |
[01:15.15] | Wednesday night is mornin' now |
[01:16.56] | As I' m walkin' in the rain |
[01:17.86] | The birds are screaming in my ear |
[01:19.46] | Drivin' me insane |
[01:20.98] | Half the clouds are empty |
[01:22.29] | So the sun burst through the sky |
[01:23.80] | The puddles show reflection |
[01:25.11] | Of a face about to die |
[01:26.85] | Just around the corner, |
[01:28.05] | I was goin' round the bend |
[01:29.86] | I ran into a staggerin' fool |
[01:31.26] | Who said he knew my name |
[01:32.86] | He poured himself a whiskey |
[01:34.07] | And his face began to glow |
[01:35.77] | Two men without an answer |
[01:37.48] | Like a dog without a bone |
[01:39.09] | Bringin' in the new year |
[01:40.20] | As the bells began to ring |
[01:41.89] | Fats is in the corner, she' s just about to sing |
[01:44.99] | Time to get another, before the final shout |
[01:47.98] | You should have heard them roarin' |
[01:49.18] | When they dragged the bugger out |
[01:50.60] | And we' ll never see the likes of you again |
[01:55.80] | |
[02:00.02] | Jimbo came from slummin' town |
[02:01.23] | A cold and dreary place |
[02:02.74] | To summerland he found himself |
[02:04.25] | The sun shun on his face |
[02:05.84] | Met a girl called Minnie Pearl |
[02:07.24] | Swore she' d always be his girl |
[02:08.84] | Happy ever after, till the tide ran out again |
[02:11.76] | Pour me all your sorrows |
[02:12.89] | And I' ll drink till you are dry |
[02:14.53] | I' ll love you in the mornin' |
[02:15.91] | Christ, I' ll love ya till you die |
[02:18.66] | I' ll never leave so never grieve |
[02:20.05] | I' ll be back before ya know |
[02:21.65] | But Jimbo fell into a well |
[02:23.15] | And never rambled home |
[02:24.96] | Carried all his troubles in an unforgivin' bag |
[02:27.87] | Back and forth through painted brick |
[02:29.27] | The colours all seemed bland |
[02:30.85] | I' ve traveled all these years, he said |
[02:32.25] | To only get this far, so he crossed the street |
[02:34.66] | Found a seat, his home is now a bar |
[02:36.57] | And we' ll never see the likes of you again |
[02:42.58] | No we' ll never see the likes of you again |
[02:50.49] | |
[03:05.45] | There must be more to life, than this poxie life |
[03:11.65] | All the agro, all the pain |
[03:17.75] | So he disappeared into his final beer |
[03:23.60] | But the glass was empty, once again, again, again |
[03:32.40] | |
[03:43.87] | Woke up in an awful state |
[03:44.97] | Dreamt I was at Peter' s Gate |
[03:46.70] | Beggin' for his mercy |
[03:47.79] | And the crimes that were at hand |
[03:49.50] | He told me he was much amused |
[03:50.89] | To see this life I had abused |
[03:52.50] | Best be on your way, but have a swig before you go |
[03:55.42] | So I' m bringing in the New Year |
[03:56.81] | As the bells began to ring |
[03:58.50] | Fat' s in the corner, she' s just about to sing |
[04:01.50] | Time to get another, before the final shout |
[04:04.62] | You should have heard them roarin' |
[04:05.92] | When they dragged the bugger out |
[04:07.34] | And we' ll never see the likes of you again |
[04:13.15] | No we' ll never see the likes of you again |
[04:19.47] | No we' ll never see the likes of you again |
[04:24.05] |
[00:00.00] | zuò qǔ : Flogging Molly, King |
[00:10.37] | Here' s to you, I sing for my daddyo |
[00:19.37] | As I lay him down to sleep |
[00:28.33] | It' s been so long, since I lost my daddyo |
[00:38.86] | Hope he' s watchin' over me |
[00:45.65] | |
[01:15.15] | Wednesday night is mornin' now |
[01:16.56] | As I' m walkin' in the rain |
[01:17.86] | The birds are screaming in my ear |
[01:19.46] | Drivin' me insane |
[01:20.98] | Half the clouds are empty |
[01:22.29] | So the sun burst through the sky |
[01:23.80] | The puddles show reflection |
[01:25.11] | Of a face about to die |
[01:26.85] | Just around the corner, |
[01:28.05] | I was goin' round the bend |
[01:29.86] | I ran into a staggerin' fool |
[01:31.26] | Who said he knew my name |
[01:32.86] | He poured himself a whiskey |
[01:34.07] | And his face began to glow |
[01:35.77] | Two men without an answer |
[01:37.48] | Like a dog without a bone |
[01:39.09] | Bringin' in the new year |
[01:40.20] | As the bells began to ring |
[01:41.89] | Fats is in the corner, she' s just about to sing |
[01:44.99] | Time to get another, before the final shout |
[01:47.98] | You should have heard them roarin' |
[01:49.18] | When they dragged the bugger out |
[01:50.60] | And we' ll never see the likes of you again |
[01:55.80] | |
[02:00.02] | Jimbo came from slummin' town |
[02:01.23] | A cold and dreary place |
[02:02.74] | To summerland he found himself |
[02:04.25] | The sun shun on his face |
[02:05.84] | Met a girl called Minnie Pearl |
[02:07.24] | Swore she' d always be his girl |
[02:08.84] | Happy ever after, till the tide ran out again |
[02:11.76] | Pour me all your sorrows |
[02:12.89] | And I' ll drink till you are dry |
[02:14.53] | I' ll love you in the mornin' |
[02:15.91] | Christ, I' ll love ya till you die |
[02:18.66] | I' ll never leave so never grieve |
[02:20.05] | I' ll be back before ya know |
[02:21.65] | But Jimbo fell into a well |
[02:23.15] | And never rambled home |
[02:24.96] | Carried all his troubles in an unforgivin' bag |
[02:27.87] | Back and forth through painted brick |
[02:29.27] | The colours all seemed bland |
[02:30.85] | I' ve traveled all these years, he said |
[02:32.25] | To only get this far, so he crossed the street |
[02:34.66] | Found a seat, his home is now a bar |
[02:36.57] | And we' ll never see the likes of you again |
[02:42.58] | No we' ll never see the likes of you again |
[02:50.49] | |
[03:05.45] | There must be more to life, than this poxie life |
[03:11.65] | All the agro, all the pain |
[03:17.75] | So he disappeared into his final beer |
[03:23.60] | But the glass was empty, once again, again, again |
[03:32.40] | |
[03:43.87] | Woke up in an awful state |
[03:44.97] | Dreamt I was at Peter' s Gate |
[03:46.70] | Beggin' for his mercy |
[03:47.79] | And the crimes that were at hand |
[03:49.50] | He told me he was much amused |
[03:50.89] | To see this life I had abused |
[03:52.50] | Best be on your way, but have a swig before you go |
[03:55.42] | So I' m bringing in the New Year |
[03:56.81] | As the bells began to ring |
[03:58.50] | Fat' s in the corner, she' s just about to sing |
[04:01.50] | Time to get another, before the final shout |
[04:04.62] | You should have heard them roarin' |
[04:05.92] | When they dragged the bugger out |
[04:07.34] | And we' ll never see the likes of you again |
[04:13.15] | No we' ll never see the likes of you again |
[04:19.47] | No we' ll never see the likes of you again |
[04:24.05] |