Song | Waltzing With the Angels |
Artist | Nanci Griffith |
Album | Poet in My Window |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Griffith | |
She's just a hill country girl home from the city | |
Her pocket's full of plenty of those neon lights | |
And her mother's smile shines on her youngest child | |
Though she is just a barroom singer | |
with her father's eyes | |
The city streets are harder understandin' | |
It would be easy for the devil to pass by | |
But she can close her eyes and dream about | |
the country boy | |
Chain of gold and a lullaby | |
Because he's waltzin' with the angels tonight | |
It's a harvest moon when she's home to count her blessings | |
She's saved that love from passing | |
Though it's now ten years gone by | |
He is buried in these hills, folded all around her | |
It still's a heart of hunger with his memories inside | |
The city streets are harder understandin' | |
It would be easy for the devil to pass by | |
But she can close her eyes and dream about | |
the country boy | |
Chain of gold and a lullaby | |
Because he's waltzin' with the angels tonight | |
In the mornin' she'll move on 'cause it's April on the wing | |
It put's feathers on her strings and her voice will fly | |
But that necklace of gold | |
She wears of his protects her soul | |
From the barroom brawls and the late night drinkers | |
When the devil's passin' by | |
The city streets are harder understandin' | |
It would be easy for the devil to pass by | |
But she can close her eyes and dream about | |
the country boy | |
Chain of gold and a lullaby | |
Because he's waltzin' with the angels tonight | |
They will be waltzin' with the angels tonight |
zuo ci : Griffith | |
She' s just a hill country girl home from the city | |
Her pocket' s full of plenty of those neon lights | |
And her mother' s smile shines on her youngest child | |
Though she is just a barroom singer | |
with her father' s eyes | |
The city streets are harder understandin' | |
It would be easy for the devil to pass by | |
But she can close her eyes and dream about | |
the country boy | |
Chain of gold and a lullaby | |
Because he' s waltzin' with the angels tonight | |
It' s a harvest moon when she' s home to count her blessings | |
She' s saved that love from passing | |
Though it' s now ten years gone by | |
He is buried in these hills, folded all around her | |
It still' s a heart of hunger with his memories inside | |
The city streets are harder understandin' | |
It would be easy for the devil to pass by | |
But she can close her eyes and dream about | |
the country boy | |
Chain of gold and a lullaby | |
Because he' s waltzin' with the angels tonight | |
In the mornin' she' ll move on ' cause it' s April on the wing | |
It put' s feathers on her strings and her voice will fly | |
But that necklace of gold | |
She wears of his protects her soul | |
From the barroom brawls and the late night drinkers | |
When the devil' s passin' by | |
The city streets are harder understandin' | |
It would be easy for the devil to pass by | |
But she can close her eyes and dream about | |
the country boy | |
Chain of gold and a lullaby | |
Because he' s waltzin' with the angels tonight | |
They will be waltzin' with the angels tonight |
zuò cí : Griffith | |
She' s just a hill country girl home from the city | |
Her pocket' s full of plenty of those neon lights | |
And her mother' s smile shines on her youngest child | |
Though she is just a barroom singer | |
with her father' s eyes | |
The city streets are harder understandin' | |
It would be easy for the devil to pass by | |
But she can close her eyes and dream about | |
the country boy | |
Chain of gold and a lullaby | |
Because he' s waltzin' with the angels tonight | |
It' s a harvest moon when she' s home to count her blessings | |
She' s saved that love from passing | |
Though it' s now ten years gone by | |
He is buried in these hills, folded all around her | |
It still' s a heart of hunger with his memories inside | |
The city streets are harder understandin' | |
It would be easy for the devil to pass by | |
But she can close her eyes and dream about | |
the country boy | |
Chain of gold and a lullaby | |
Because he' s waltzin' with the angels tonight | |
In the mornin' she' ll move on ' cause it' s April on the wing | |
It put' s feathers on her strings and her voice will fly | |
But that necklace of gold | |
She wears of his protects her soul | |
From the barroom brawls and the late night drinkers | |
When the devil' s passin' by | |
The city streets are harder understandin' | |
It would be easy for the devil to pass by | |
But she can close her eyes and dream about | |
the country boy | |
Chain of gold and a lullaby | |
Because he' s waltzin' with the angels tonight | |
They will be waltzin' with the angels tonight |