Song | Eve Stole The Apple |
Artist | Abigail Washburn |
Album | Song of the Traveling Daughter |
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作曲 : Washburn | |
Old folks told me you're not coming home | |
Old folks told me, gotta move along | |
Like a ripe ol' fruit on a borrowed vine | |
I hang around, oh | |
Lord, I hang around | |
Eve stole the apple from the tree, good | |
LordI know she could be me, | |
I know she could be me | |
Big brother told me | |
I got something wrong | |
Big brother told me sing a different song | |
Like a tolling bell in its final hour | |
I'll make a sound, oh | |
Lord, I'll make one sound | |
Another man done gone, he sang this song, good | |
LordI know he could be me, | |
I know he could be me' | |
Round the mountain there's another shore' | |
Round the corner there's another door | |
Like a bleeding man on his native soil | |
I'll stand my ground, oh | |
Lord, I'll stand my ground | |
They nailed him to the cross for no sin, good | |
LordI know he could be me, | |
I know he could be me | |
They nailed him to the cross | |
Another man done gone | |
Eve stole the apple from the tree, good | |
LordI know she could be me, | |
I know she could be me | |
I know she could be me |
zuo qu : Washburn | |
Old folks told me you' re not coming home | |
Old folks told me, gotta move along | |
Like a ripe ol' fruit on a borrowed vine | |
I hang around, oh | |
Lord, I hang around | |
Eve stole the apple from the tree, good | |
LordI know she could be me, | |
I know she could be me | |
Big brother told me | |
I got something wrong | |
Big brother told me sing a different song | |
Like a tolling bell in its final hour | |
I' ll make a sound, oh | |
Lord, I' ll make one sound | |
Another man done gone, he sang this song, good | |
LordI know he could be me, | |
I know he could be me' | |
Round the mountain there' s another shore' | |
Round the corner there' s another door | |
Like a bleeding man on his native soil | |
I' ll stand my ground, oh | |
Lord, I' ll stand my ground | |
They nailed him to the cross for no sin, good | |
LordI know he could be me, | |
I know he could be me | |
They nailed him to the cross | |
Another man done gone | |
Eve stole the apple from the tree, good | |
LordI know she could be me, | |
I know she could be me | |
I know she could be me |
zuò qǔ : Washburn | |
Old folks told me you' re not coming home | |
Old folks told me, gotta move along | |
Like a ripe ol' fruit on a borrowed vine | |
I hang around, oh | |
Lord, I hang around | |
Eve stole the apple from the tree, good | |
LordI know she could be me, | |
I know she could be me | |
Big brother told me | |
I got something wrong | |
Big brother told me sing a different song | |
Like a tolling bell in its final hour | |
I' ll make a sound, oh | |
Lord, I' ll make one sound | |
Another man done gone, he sang this song, good | |
LordI know he could be me, | |
I know he could be me' | |
Round the mountain there' s another shore' | |
Round the corner there' s another door | |
Like a bleeding man on his native soil | |
I' ll stand my ground, oh | |
Lord, I' ll stand my ground | |
They nailed him to the cross for no sin, good | |
LordI know he could be me, | |
I know he could be me | |
They nailed him to the cross | |
Another man done gone | |
Eve stole the apple from the tree, good | |
LordI know she could be me, | |
I know she could be me | |
I know she could be me |