Song | Run For The Roses |
Artist | Dan Fogelberg |
Album | The Very Best Of Dan Fogelberg |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Fogelberg | |
Born in the valley and raised in the trees | |
Of Western Kentucky on wobbly knees | |
With mama beside you to help you along | |
You'll soon be a-growing up strong | |
All the long, lazy mornings in pastures of green | |
The sun on your withers, the wind in your mane | |
Could never prepare you for what lies ahead | |
The run for the roses so red | |
(Chorus) | |
And it's run for the roses as fast as you can | |
Your fate is delivered, your moment's at hand | |
It's the chance of a lifetime in a lifetime of chance | |
And it's high time you joined in the dance | |
It's high time you joined in the dance | |
From sire to sire, it's born in the blood | |
The fire of a mare and the strength of a stud | |
It's breeding and it's training and it's something unknown | |
That drives you and carries you home | |
(Chorus) |
zuo ci : Fogelberg | |
Born in the valley and raised in the trees | |
Of Western Kentucky on wobbly knees | |
With mama beside you to help you along | |
You' ll soon be agrowing up strong | |
All the long, lazy mornings in pastures of green | |
The sun on your withers, the wind in your mane | |
Could never prepare you for what lies ahead | |
The run for the roses so red | |
Chorus | |
And it' s run for the roses as fast as you can | |
Your fate is delivered, your moment' s at hand | |
It' s the chance of a lifetime in a lifetime of chance | |
And it' s high time you joined in the dance | |
It' s high time you joined in the dance | |
From sire to sire, it' s born in the blood | |
The fire of a mare and the strength of a stud | |
It' s breeding and it' s training and it' s something unknown | |
That drives you and carries you home | |
Chorus |
zuò cí : Fogelberg | |
Born in the valley and raised in the trees | |
Of Western Kentucky on wobbly knees | |
With mama beside you to help you along | |
You' ll soon be agrowing up strong | |
All the long, lazy mornings in pastures of green | |
The sun on your withers, the wind in your mane | |
Could never prepare you for what lies ahead | |
The run for the roses so red | |
Chorus | |
And it' s run for the roses as fast as you can | |
Your fate is delivered, your moment' s at hand | |
It' s the chance of a lifetime in a lifetime of chance | |
And it' s high time you joined in the dance | |
It' s high time you joined in the dance | |
From sire to sire, it' s born in the blood | |
The fire of a mare and the strength of a stud | |
It' s breeding and it' s training and it' s something unknown | |
That drives you and carries you home | |
Chorus |