Song | Bamboo Road |
Artist | Willy DeVille |
Album | Backstreets of Desire |
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作词 : DeVille | |
DeVille | |
I wake up in the morning and I work till night | |
My skin has turned brown from that sun so bright | |
All night I'm tossing and turning 'cause my dreams are so strong | |
And my hands they callous 'cause my working day's too long. | |
Up on Bamboo Road (Bamboo Road) | |
Up on Bamboo Road (Bamboo Road) | |
Yes you're sweeter than the sugar cane up on Bamboo Road. | |
We walk out to the cane fields, all thirty five men | |
At twelve o'clock they give us water and we stagger back again | |
Four o'clock, the sun gets higher, I hear that screen door slam | |
See you in the big house kitchen window from the cane fields where I'm in. | |
Up on Bamboo Road (Bamboo Road) | |
Up on Bamboo Road (Bamboo Road) | |
Yeah you're sweeter than sugar cane | |
Sweeter than sugar cane, sweeter than the sugar cane up on Bamboo Road. | |
I want to hold you close, Cher, I can only see you when I can | |
All day I cut that pure cane sugar but I'm still a starving man. | |
Up on Bamboo Road (Bamboo Road) | |
Up on Bamboo Road (Bamboo Road) | |
Yes you're sweeter than the sugar cane | |
Sweeter than the sugar cane, sweeter than the sugar cane up on Bamboo Road. | |
Up on Bamboo Road | |
Yeah you're sweeter than the sugar cane | |
Sweeter than the sugar cane | |
... |
zuo ci : DeVille | |
DeVille | |
I wake up in the morning and I work till night | |
My skin has turned brown from that sun so bright | |
All night I' m tossing and turning ' cause my dreams are so strong | |
And my hands they callous ' cause my working day' s too long. | |
Up on Bamboo Road Bamboo Road | |
Up on Bamboo Road Bamboo Road | |
Yes you' re sweeter than the sugar cane up on Bamboo Road. | |
We walk out to the cane fields, all thirty five men | |
At twelve o' clock they give us water and we stagger back again | |
Four o' clock, the sun gets higher, I hear that screen door slam | |
See you in the big house kitchen window from the cane fields where I' m in. | |
Up on Bamboo Road Bamboo Road | |
Up on Bamboo Road Bamboo Road | |
Yeah you' re sweeter than sugar cane | |
Sweeter than sugar cane, sweeter than the sugar cane up on Bamboo Road. | |
I want to hold you close, Cher, I can only see you when I can | |
All day I cut that pure cane sugar but I' m still a starving man. | |
Up on Bamboo Road Bamboo Road | |
Up on Bamboo Road Bamboo Road | |
Yes you' re sweeter than the sugar cane | |
Sweeter than the sugar cane, sweeter than the sugar cane up on Bamboo Road. | |
Up on Bamboo Road | |
Yeah you' re sweeter than the sugar cane | |
Sweeter than the sugar cane | |
... |
zuò cí : DeVille | |
DeVille | |
I wake up in the morning and I work till night | |
My skin has turned brown from that sun so bright | |
All night I' m tossing and turning ' cause my dreams are so strong | |
And my hands they callous ' cause my working day' s too long. | |
Up on Bamboo Road Bamboo Road | |
Up on Bamboo Road Bamboo Road | |
Yes you' re sweeter than the sugar cane up on Bamboo Road. | |
We walk out to the cane fields, all thirty five men | |
At twelve o' clock they give us water and we stagger back again | |
Four o' clock, the sun gets higher, I hear that screen door slam | |
See you in the big house kitchen window from the cane fields where I' m in. | |
Up on Bamboo Road Bamboo Road | |
Up on Bamboo Road Bamboo Road | |
Yeah you' re sweeter than sugar cane | |
Sweeter than sugar cane, sweeter than the sugar cane up on Bamboo Road. | |
I want to hold you close, Cher, I can only see you when I can | |
All day I cut that pure cane sugar but I' m still a starving man. | |
Up on Bamboo Road Bamboo Road | |
Up on Bamboo Road Bamboo Road | |
Yes you' re sweeter than the sugar cane | |
Sweeter than the sugar cane, sweeter than the sugar cane up on Bamboo Road. | |
Up on Bamboo Road | |
Yeah you' re sweeter than the sugar cane | |
Sweeter than the sugar cane | |
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