Song | They're on the Road |
Artist | REO Speedwagon |
Album | Lost in a Dream |
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作词 : Richrath | |
Lyrics:Mike Murphy Music:Mike Murphy | |
It's the season of the golden leaves | |
When the wind turns into a bitter breeze | |
I was walking thru the oak leaves on the hill | |
With my lady, oh she's got a strong will | |
And I see her thru these ever-clouded eyes | |
This time it's goodbye and I can't answer why | |
Maybe it's because I ain't quite shy of running yet | |
Or maybe it's because I'm the hometown boy in the spotlight | |
But my roots ain't in the ground | |
They're on the road | |
Settle down was all I ever heard from her | |
'If you cared,' she said, 'you would weigh my words' | |
But my life doesn't ride on the factory road | |
Baby, don't ask me why, I can't even pretend to know |
zuo ci : Richrath | |
Lyrics: Mike Murphy Music: Mike Murphy | |
It' s the season of the golden leaves | |
When the wind turns into a bitter breeze | |
I was walking thru the oak leaves on the hill | |
With my lady, oh she' s got a strong will | |
And I see her thru these everclouded eyes | |
This time it' s goodbye and I can' t answer why | |
Maybe it' s because I ain' t quite shy of running yet | |
Or maybe it' s because I' m the hometown boy in the spotlight | |
But my roots ain' t in the ground | |
They' re on the road | |
Settle down was all I ever heard from her | |
' If you cared,' she said, ' you would weigh my words' | |
But my life doesn' t ride on the factory road | |
Baby, don' t ask me why, I can' t even pretend to know |
zuò cí : Richrath | |
Lyrics: Mike Murphy Music: Mike Murphy | |
It' s the season of the golden leaves | |
When the wind turns into a bitter breeze | |
I was walking thru the oak leaves on the hill | |
With my lady, oh she' s got a strong will | |
And I see her thru these everclouded eyes | |
This time it' s goodbye and I can' t answer why | |
Maybe it' s because I ain' t quite shy of running yet | |
Or maybe it' s because I' m the hometown boy in the spotlight | |
But my roots ain' t in the ground | |
They' re on the road | |
Settle down was all I ever heard from her | |
' If you cared,' she said, ' you would weigh my words' | |
But my life doesn' t ride on the factory road | |
Baby, don' t ask me why, I can' t even pretend to know |