Song | Stoney End |
Artist | Barbra Streisand |
Album | Barbra Streisand's Greatest Hits Volume II |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Nyro | |
Grazie Papa! | |
Listen, I couldn't decide which song to sing next... So .. | |
Wait... no, no, no, it's not as free as that, I have | |
a choice of two, and I'll see... I'll see which one | |
you like best. Wait... wait... wait a minute, let's do | |
it fair. It's between 'Stoney End' and 'Second Hand | |
Rose'. Wait, wait, wait!!! | |
That's too easy, now we've gotta make a choice! Wait, wait wait! | |
Let me do with you, right: 'Second Hand Rose''[applause] | |
'Stoney End' [more applause] Ah... Listen, I just gotta warn | |
ya that 'Stoney End' I haven't sung for about two years, and so | |
I have the words written on the floor. So if you see me looking | |
on the floor... it's the words! I'll try not to look, but I mean I | |
haven't sung it for a long time... okay... ready, get set, go! | |
[STONEY END] | |
Is this ''Stoney End'! | |
Come on! | |
I was born from love | |
And my poor mother worked the mines | |
I was raised on the Good Book Jesus | |
Till I read between the lines | |
Now I don't believe | |
I want to see the whole morning | |
Going down the stoney end | |
I never wanted to go | |
Down the stoney end | |
Mama let me start all over | |
Cradle me, Mama, cradle me again | |
I can still remember him | |
With love light in his eyes | |
But the light flickered out | |
And parted | |
As the sun began to rise | |
Now I don't believe | |
I want to see the whole morning | |
Going down the stoney end | |
I never wanted to go | |
Down the stoney end | |
Mama, let me start all over | |
Cradle me, Mama, cradle me again | |
Never mind the forecast | |
Cause the sky has lost control | |
Cause the fury and the broken thunders | |
Come to match my ragin' soul | |
And I want... | |
I want... I want to see the whole morning | |
Going down the stoney end | |
I never wanted to go | |
Down the stoney end | |
Mamma let me start all over | |
Cradle me, Mamma, cradle me again | |
Going down the stoney end | |
I never wanted to go... | |
Going down the stoney end | |
I never wanted to go... | |
Going down the stoney end | |
I never wanted to go... |
zuo ci : Nyro | |
Grazie Papa! | |
Listen, I couldn' t decide which song to sing next... So .. | |
Wait... no, no, no, it' s not as free as that, I have | |
a choice of two, and I' ll see... I' ll see which one | |
you like best. Wait... wait... wait a minute, let' s do | |
it fair. It' s between ' Stoney End' and ' Second Hand | |
Rose'. Wait, wait, wait!!! | |
That' s too easy, now we' ve gotta make a choice! Wait, wait wait! | |
Let me do with you, right: ' Second Hand Rose'' applause | |
' Stoney End' more applause Ah... Listen, I just gotta warn | |
ya that ' Stoney End' I haven' t sung for about two years, and so | |
I have the words written on the floor. So if you see me looking | |
on the floor... it' s the words! I' ll try not to look, but I mean I | |
haven' t sung it for a long time... okay... ready, get set, go! | |
STONEY END | |
Is this '' Stoney End'! | |
Come on! | |
I was born from love | |
And my poor mother worked the mines | |
I was raised on the Good Book Jesus | |
Till I read between the lines | |
Now I don' t believe | |
I want to see the whole morning | |
Going down the stoney end | |
I never wanted to go | |
Down the stoney end | |
Mama let me start all over | |
Cradle me, Mama, cradle me again | |
I can still remember him | |
With love light in his eyes | |
But the light flickered out | |
And parted | |
As the sun began to rise | |
Now I don' t believe | |
I want to see the whole morning | |
Going down the stoney end | |
I never wanted to go | |
Down the stoney end | |
Mama, let me start all over | |
Cradle me, Mama, cradle me again | |
Never mind the forecast | |
Cause the sky has lost control | |
Cause the fury and the broken thunders | |
Come to match my ragin' soul | |
And I want... | |
I want... I want to see the whole morning | |
Going down the stoney end | |
I never wanted to go | |
Down the stoney end | |
Mamma let me start all over | |
Cradle me, Mamma, cradle me again | |
Going down the stoney end | |
I never wanted to go... | |
Going down the stoney end | |
I never wanted to go... | |
Going down the stoney end | |
I never wanted to go... |
zuò cí : Nyro | |
Grazie Papa! | |
Listen, I couldn' t decide which song to sing next... So .. | |
Wait... no, no, no, it' s not as free as that, I have | |
a choice of two, and I' ll see... I' ll see which one | |
you like best. Wait... wait... wait a minute, let' s do | |
it fair. It' s between ' Stoney End' and ' Second Hand | |
Rose'. Wait, wait, wait!!! | |
That' s too easy, now we' ve gotta make a choice! Wait, wait wait! | |
Let me do with you, right: ' Second Hand Rose'' applause | |
' Stoney End' more applause Ah... Listen, I just gotta warn | |
ya that ' Stoney End' I haven' t sung for about two years, and so | |
I have the words written on the floor. So if you see me looking | |
on the floor... it' s the words! I' ll try not to look, but I mean I | |
haven' t sung it for a long time... okay... ready, get set, go! | |
STONEY END | |
Is this '' Stoney End'! | |
Come on! | |
I was born from love | |
And my poor mother worked the mines | |
I was raised on the Good Book Jesus | |
Till I read between the lines | |
Now I don' t believe | |
I want to see the whole morning | |
Going down the stoney end | |
I never wanted to go | |
Down the stoney end | |
Mama let me start all over | |
Cradle me, Mama, cradle me again | |
I can still remember him | |
With love light in his eyes | |
But the light flickered out | |
And parted | |
As the sun began to rise | |
Now I don' t believe | |
I want to see the whole morning | |
Going down the stoney end | |
I never wanted to go | |
Down the stoney end | |
Mama, let me start all over | |
Cradle me, Mama, cradle me again | |
Never mind the forecast | |
Cause the sky has lost control | |
Cause the fury and the broken thunders | |
Come to match my ragin' soul | |
And I want... | |
I want... I want to see the whole morning | |
Going down the stoney end | |
I never wanted to go | |
Down the stoney end | |
Mamma let me start all over | |
Cradle me, Mamma, cradle me again | |
Going down the stoney end | |
I never wanted to go... | |
Going down the stoney end | |
I never wanted to go... | |
Going down the stoney end | |
I never wanted to go... |