| Song | Singin' Call |
| Artist | Stephen Stills |
| Album | Stills Alone |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Stills | |
| Listen to the sound of the night bird singin' | |
| I wonder who he calls | |
| My fingers hurt so bad, it's got me grinnin' | |
| And I wonder can | |
| I do it all | |
| Hit a stretch of rapids in the rushing ragin' river | |
| Looking out for boulders and falls | |
| A woman she watches from the top of the canyon | |
| Hopin' we don't drown us all | |
| Help me now, | |
| I got to slow down | |
| Hear my singin' call | |
| Hurt myself bad on a run through the desert | |
| Threw a shoe and took a bad fall | |
| Long for the peace that the ancients bring me | |
| Murmur of the lowlands shut my jaw | |
| Help me now, | |
| I got to slow down | |
| Hear my singin' call | |
| Everyone knows there's a price for the askin' | |
| Some people buy themselves a doll | |
| Help me, sweet | |
| Jesus I'm weary from the journey | |
| I need to tell my brothers what | |
| I saw Help me now, | |
| I got to slow down | |
| Hear my singin' call |
| zuo ci : Stills | |
| Listen to the sound of the night bird singin' | |
| I wonder who he calls | |
| My fingers hurt so bad, it' s got me grinnin' | |
| And I wonder can | |
| I do it all | |
| Hit a stretch of rapids in the rushing ragin' river | |
| Looking out for boulders and falls | |
| A woman she watches from the top of the canyon | |
| Hopin' we don' t drown us all | |
| Help me now, | |
| I got to slow down | |
| Hear my singin' call | |
| Hurt myself bad on a run through the desert | |
| Threw a shoe and took a bad fall | |
| Long for the peace that the ancients bring me | |
| Murmur of the lowlands shut my jaw | |
| Help me now, | |
| I got to slow down | |
| Hear my singin' call | |
| Everyone knows there' s a price for the askin' | |
| Some people buy themselves a doll | |
| Help me, sweet | |
| Jesus I' m weary from the journey | |
| I need to tell my brothers what | |
| I saw Help me now, | |
| I got to slow down | |
| Hear my singin' call |
| zuò cí : Stills | |
| Listen to the sound of the night bird singin' | |
| I wonder who he calls | |
| My fingers hurt so bad, it' s got me grinnin' | |
| And I wonder can | |
| I do it all | |
| Hit a stretch of rapids in the rushing ragin' river | |
| Looking out for boulders and falls | |
| A woman she watches from the top of the canyon | |
| Hopin' we don' t drown us all | |
| Help me now, | |
| I got to slow down | |
| Hear my singin' call | |
| Hurt myself bad on a run through the desert | |
| Threw a shoe and took a bad fall | |
| Long for the peace that the ancients bring me | |
| Murmur of the lowlands shut my jaw | |
| Help me now, | |
| I got to slow down | |
| Hear my singin' call | |
| Everyone knows there' s a price for the askin' | |
| Some people buy themselves a doll | |
| Help me, sweet | |
| Jesus I' m weary from the journey | |
| I need to tell my brothers what | |
| I saw Help me now, | |
| I got to slow down | |
| Hear my singin' call |