Song | A Man Don't Have To Die |
Artist | Brad Paisley |
Album | This Is Country Music |
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作曲 : Rutherford+Teren+Thompson | |
作词 : Rutherford+Teren+Thompson | |
Well he yelled out from the back row look here preacher man | |
We all know you're new here but you need to understand | |
It don't really scare us when you yell and shake your fist | |
You see we already know that hell exists | |
Its six months short of thirty years when the boss man lays you off | |
No thankin you no pair of shoes no shiny new gold watch | |
Its payments you cant make on a house that you cant sell | |
See a man don't have to die to go to hell | |
No you don't have to die to go to hell | |
So tell us bout them angels and how they fly around and sing | |
Tell us how to get there cause we all want to be | |
Restin in the arms of Jesus no shame or pain or tears | |
There's hell enough to go around down here | |
Its a place out by the airport where the girls dance just for you | |
And all you feel is drunk and broke and lonely when their through | |
Its waking up with nothing but that stale tobacco smell | |
See a man don't have to die to go to hell | |
Nah you don't have to die to go to hell | |
Oooh oooh oooh | |
Its every other weekend and Wednesday with your kid | |
And knowin that he'll hate you when he finds out what you did | |
Cause you'd all still be together if you loved his momma well | |
There ain't no end to stories we can tell | |
Yeah a man don't have to die to go to hell | |
So tell us bout them angels how they fly around and sing | |
Oooooh oooh ooohohhh |
zuo qu : Rutherford Teren Thompson | |
zuo ci : Rutherford Teren Thompson | |
Well he yelled out from the back row look here preacher man | |
We all know you' re new here but you need to understand | |
It don' t really scare us when you yell and shake your fist | |
You see we already know that hell exists | |
Its six months short of thirty years when the boss man lays you off | |
No thankin you no pair of shoes no shiny new gold watch | |
Its payments you cant make on a house that you cant sell | |
See a man don' t have to die to go to hell | |
No you don' t have to die to go to hell | |
So tell us bout them angels and how they fly around and sing | |
Tell us how to get there cause we all want to be | |
Restin in the arms of Jesus no shame or pain or tears | |
There' s hell enough to go around down here | |
Its a place out by the airport where the girls dance just for you | |
And all you feel is drunk and broke and lonely when their through | |
Its waking up with nothing but that stale tobacco smell | |
See a man don' t have to die to go to hell | |
Nah you don' t have to die to go to hell | |
Oooh oooh oooh | |
Its every other weekend and Wednesday with your kid | |
And knowin that he' ll hate you when he finds out what you did | |
Cause you' d all still be together if you loved his momma well | |
There ain' t no end to stories we can tell | |
Yeah a man don' t have to die to go to hell | |
So tell us bout them angels how they fly around and sing | |
Oooooh oooh ooohohhh |
zuò qǔ : Rutherford Teren Thompson | |
zuò cí : Rutherford Teren Thompson | |
Well he yelled out from the back row look here preacher man | |
We all know you' re new here but you need to understand | |
It don' t really scare us when you yell and shake your fist | |
You see we already know that hell exists | |
Its six months short of thirty years when the boss man lays you off | |
No thankin you no pair of shoes no shiny new gold watch | |
Its payments you cant make on a house that you cant sell | |
See a man don' t have to die to go to hell | |
No you don' t have to die to go to hell | |
So tell us bout them angels and how they fly around and sing | |
Tell us how to get there cause we all want to be | |
Restin in the arms of Jesus no shame or pain or tears | |
There' s hell enough to go around down here | |
Its a place out by the airport where the girls dance just for you | |
And all you feel is drunk and broke and lonely when their through | |
Its waking up with nothing but that stale tobacco smell | |
See a man don' t have to die to go to hell | |
Nah you don' t have to die to go to hell | |
Oooh oooh oooh | |
Its every other weekend and Wednesday with your kid | |
And knowin that he' ll hate you when he finds out what you did | |
Cause you' d all still be together if you loved his momma well | |
There ain' t no end to stories we can tell | |
Yeah a man don' t have to die to go to hell | |
So tell us bout them angels how they fly around and sing | |
Oooooh oooh ooohohhh |