Song | The Old Man Of The Mountain |
Artist | Big Bad Voodoo Daddy |
Album | How Big Can You Get?: The Music Of Cab Calloway |
作曲 : Brown, Young | |
With a long white beard and his crooked staff | |
He walks around while the folks all laugh | |
With a twinkle in his eye he will pass them by | |
The old man of the mountain | |
But he's got long hair and his feet are bare | |
They say he's mad as an old march hare | |
His cares are none and he owes no one | |
The old man of the mountain | |
He talks with the birds when he's lonely | |
Sleeps with the sky as a tent | |
Feast make a feast when he's hungry | |
And God charges no rent | |
May he live as long as an old oak tree | |
And laugh at fools like you and me | |
Who I often sigh and wish that | |
IWas the old man of the mountain | |
He talks with the birds when he's lonely | |
Sleeps with the sky as a tent | |
Feast make a feast when he's hungry | |
And God charges no rent | |
May he live as long as an old oak tree | |
And laugh at fools like you and me | |
Who I often sigh and wish that | |
IWas the old man of the mountain | |
Yes, I often sigh and wish that | |
IWas the old man of the mountain | |
Ooh, I often sigh and wish that | |
IWas the old man of the mountain |
zuò qǔ : Brown, Young | |
With a long white beard and his crooked staff | |
He walks around while the folks all laugh | |
With a twinkle in his eye he will pass them by | |
The old man of the mountain | |
But he' s got long hair and his feet are bare | |
They say he' s mad as an old march hare | |
His cares are none and he owes no one | |
The old man of the mountain | |
He talks with the birds when he' s lonely | |
Sleeps with the sky as a tent | |
Feast make a feast when he' s hungry | |
And God charges no rent | |
May he live as long as an old oak tree | |
And laugh at fools like you and me | |
Who I often sigh and wish that | |
IWas the old man of the mountain | |
He talks with the birds when he' s lonely | |
Sleeps with the sky as a tent | |
Feast make a feast when he' s hungry | |
And God charges no rent | |
May he live as long as an old oak tree | |
And laugh at fools like you and me | |
Who I often sigh and wish that | |
IWas the old man of the mountain | |
Yes, I often sigh and wish that | |
IWas the old man of the mountain | |
Ooh, I often sigh and wish that | |
IWas the old man of the mountain |