Song | I Am A Town - PCM Stereo |
Artist | Mary Chapin Carpenter |
Album | Come On Come On |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Carpenter | |
I'm a town in | |
Carolina, | |
I'm a detour on a ride | |
For a phone call and a soda, | |
I'm a blur from the driver's side | |
I'm the last gas for an hour if you're going twenty-five | |
I am Texaco and tobacco, | |
I am dust you leave behind | |
I am peaches in | |
September, and corn from a roadside stall | |
I'm the language of the natives, | |
I'm a cadence and a drawl | |
I'm the pines behind the graveyard, and the cool beneath their shade | |
Where the boys have left their beer cans | |
I am weeds between the graves | |
My porches sag and lean with old black men and children | |
Their sleep is filled with dreams, | |
I never can fulfill them | |
I am a town | |
I am a church beside the highway where the ditches never drain | |
I'm a Baptist like my daddy, and | |
Jesus knows my name | |
I am memory and stillness, | |
I am lonely in old age | |
I am not your destination | |
I am clinging to my ways | |
I am a town | |
I'm a town in | |
Carolina, | |
I am billboards in the fields | |
I'm an old truck up on cinder blocks, missing all my wheels | |
I am Pabst | |
Blue Ribbon, | |
American, and ' | |
Southern Serves the | |
South'I am tucked behind the | |
Jaycees sign, on the rural route | |
I am a town, | |
I am a town, | |
I am a town, southbound |
zuo ci : Carpenter | |
I' m a town in | |
Carolina, | |
I' m a detour on a ride | |
For a phone call and a soda, | |
I' m a blur from the driver' s side | |
I' m the last gas for an hour if you' re going twentyfive | |
I am Texaco and tobacco, | |
I am dust you leave behind | |
I am peaches in | |
September, and corn from a roadside stall | |
I' m the language of the natives, | |
I' m a cadence and a drawl | |
I' m the pines behind the graveyard, and the cool beneath their shade | |
Where the boys have left their beer cans | |
I am weeds between the graves | |
My porches sag and lean with old black men and children | |
Their sleep is filled with dreams, | |
I never can fulfill them | |
I am a town | |
I am a church beside the highway where the ditches never drain | |
I' m a Baptist like my daddy, and | |
Jesus knows my name | |
I am memory and stillness, | |
I am lonely in old age | |
I am not your destination | |
I am clinging to my ways | |
I am a town | |
I' m a town in | |
Carolina, | |
I am billboards in the fields | |
I' m an old truck up on cinder blocks, missing all my wheels | |
I am Pabst | |
Blue Ribbon, | |
American, and ' | |
Southern Serves the | |
South' I am tucked behind the | |
Jaycees sign, on the rural route | |
I am a town, | |
I am a town, | |
I am a town, southbound |
zuò cí : Carpenter | |
I' m a town in | |
Carolina, | |
I' m a detour on a ride | |
For a phone call and a soda, | |
I' m a blur from the driver' s side | |
I' m the last gas for an hour if you' re going twentyfive | |
I am Texaco and tobacco, | |
I am dust you leave behind | |
I am peaches in | |
September, and corn from a roadside stall | |
I' m the language of the natives, | |
I' m a cadence and a drawl | |
I' m the pines behind the graveyard, and the cool beneath their shade | |
Where the boys have left their beer cans | |
I am weeds between the graves | |
My porches sag and lean with old black men and children | |
Their sleep is filled with dreams, | |
I never can fulfill them | |
I am a town | |
I am a church beside the highway where the ditches never drain | |
I' m a Baptist like my daddy, and | |
Jesus knows my name | |
I am memory and stillness, | |
I am lonely in old age | |
I am not your destination | |
I am clinging to my ways | |
I am a town | |
I' m a town in | |
Carolina, | |
I am billboards in the fields | |
I' m an old truck up on cinder blocks, missing all my wheels | |
I am Pabst | |
Blue Ribbon, | |
American, and ' | |
Southern Serves the | |
South' I am tucked behind the | |
Jaycees sign, on the rural route | |
I am a town, | |
I am a town, | |
I am a town, southbound |