The Rich Man and the Carpenter Lyrics
| Song | The Rich Man and the Carpenter |
| Artist | Triumvirat |
| Album | Pompeii |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Fritz | |
| A rich man met a carpenter | |
| Their minds were world's apart | |
| The rich man said 'How do you do | |
| Could you frame my golden heart?' | |
| 'I don't think I could do that job | |
| You better go find a jeweler's store | |
| Where they do frame things as such' | |
| What do I do | |
| Am I left behind | |
| I'm not asking for too much | |
| Why don't you show me the way | |
| I sure would pay you well | |
| I've got the money to buy | |
| Why does nobody sell? | |
| 'You might have lots of money | |
| And be blessed with a golden heart | |
| But you cannot erase the past | |
| And try to get back to the start' | |
| 'I don't want to extend my life | |
| No more than is my share | |
| Though for what there is left to live | |
| I do need golden hair | |
| Don't you think that's fair? | |
| What do I do | |
| Am I left behind | |
| I'm not asking for too much | |
| Why don't you show me the way | |
| I sure would pay you well | |
| I've got the money to buy | |
| Why does nobody sell? | |
| Have I reached my sunset time | |
| That warming shine will not be waiting | |
| Somewhere in the back of mind | |
| I know my time is slowly fading | |
| An I to analyze my good and bad | |
| Or weigh the weight of right and wrong | |
| Just when I think about my life | |
| I wonder why... | |
| The rich man didn't understand | |
| That he walked a dead-end street | |
| He couldn't find the jeweler's store | |
| And his life seemed incomplete | |
| Then he finally met a man | |
| dressed in glory, gold and fame | |
| And if they haven't died by now | |
| They'll still look the same | |
| While we're singing this refrain | |
| What do we do | |
| Are we left behind | |
| We're not asking for too much | |
| Why don't you show us the way | |
| We sure would pay you well | |
| We've got the money to buy | |
| But why does nobody sell? | |
| Do we have to go to hell? |
| zuo qu : Fritz | |
| A rich man met a carpenter | |
| Their minds were world' s apart | |
| The rich man said ' How do you do | |
| Could you frame my golden heart?' | |
| ' I don' t think I could do that job | |
| You better go find a jeweler' s store | |
| Where they do frame things as such' | |
| What do I do | |
| Am I left behind | |
| I' m not asking for too much | |
| Why don' t you show me the way | |
| I sure would pay you well | |
| I' ve got the money to buy | |
| Why does nobody sell? | |
| ' You might have lots of money | |
| And be blessed with a golden heart | |
| But you cannot erase the past | |
| And try to get back to the start' | |
| ' I don' t want to extend my life | |
| No more than is my share | |
| Though for what there is left to live | |
| I do need golden hair | |
| Don' t you think that' s fair? | |
| What do I do | |
| Am I left behind | |
| I' m not asking for too much | |
| Why don' t you show me the way | |
| I sure would pay you well | |
| I' ve got the money to buy | |
| Why does nobody sell? | |
| Have I reached my sunset time | |
| That warming shine will not be waiting | |
| Somewhere in the back of mind | |
| I know my time is slowly fading | |
| An I to analyze my good and bad | |
| Or weigh the weight of right and wrong | |
| Just when I think about my life | |
| I wonder why... | |
| The rich man didn' t understand | |
| That he walked a deadend street | |
| He couldn' t find the jeweler' s store | |
| And his life seemed incomplete | |
| Then he finally met a man | |
| dressed in glory, gold and fame | |
| And if they haven' t died by now | |
| They' ll still look the same | |
| While we' re singing this refrain | |
| What do we do | |
| Are we left behind | |
| We' re not asking for too much | |
| Why don' t you show us the way | |
| We sure would pay you well | |
| We' ve got the money to buy | |
| But why does nobody sell? | |
| Do we have to go to hell? |
| zuò qǔ : Fritz | |
| A rich man met a carpenter | |
| Their minds were world' s apart | |
| The rich man said ' How do you do | |
| Could you frame my golden heart?' | |
| ' I don' t think I could do that job | |
| You better go find a jeweler' s store | |
| Where they do frame things as such' | |
| What do I do | |
| Am I left behind | |
| I' m not asking for too much | |
| Why don' t you show me the way | |
| I sure would pay you well | |
| I' ve got the money to buy | |
| Why does nobody sell? | |
| ' You might have lots of money | |
| And be blessed with a golden heart | |
| But you cannot erase the past | |
| And try to get back to the start' | |
| ' I don' t want to extend my life | |
| No more than is my share | |
| Though for what there is left to live | |
| I do need golden hair | |
| Don' t you think that' s fair? | |
| What do I do | |
| Am I left behind | |
| I' m not asking for too much | |
| Why don' t you show me the way | |
| I sure would pay you well | |
| I' ve got the money to buy | |
| Why does nobody sell? | |
| Have I reached my sunset time | |
| That warming shine will not be waiting | |
| Somewhere in the back of mind | |
| I know my time is slowly fading | |
| An I to analyze my good and bad | |
| Or weigh the weight of right and wrong | |
| Just when I think about my life | |
| I wonder why... | |
| The rich man didn' t understand | |
| That he walked a deadend street | |
| He couldn' t find the jeweler' s store | |
| And his life seemed incomplete | |
| Then he finally met a man | |
| dressed in glory, gold and fame | |
| And if they haven' t died by now | |
| They' ll still look the same | |
| While we' re singing this refrain | |
| What do we do | |
| Are we left behind | |
| We' re not asking for too much | |
| Why don' t you show us the way | |
| We sure would pay you well | |
| We' ve got the money to buy | |
| But why does nobody sell? | |
| Do we have to go to hell? |
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