Song | Cry On The Shoulder Of The Road |
Artist | Martina McBride |
Album | Wild Angels |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Berg, Krekel | |
Lyrics:Matraca Berg/Tim Krekel Music:Matraca Berg/Tim Krekel | |
I'm rolling out of Bakersfield | |
My own private hell on wheels | |
But this time I'm gone for good | |
And I've never gone this far before | |
Beyond the slamming of the back screen door | |
But you never loved me like you should | |
CHORUS | |
And there ain't no telling what I'll find | |
But I might as well move down the line | |
There's no comfort here in your zip code | |
I'd rather break down on the highway | |
With no one to share my load | |
And cry on the shoulder of the road | |
It makes me feel a little low | |
Steel guitar on the radio | |
And it's kinda scary the way these truckers fly | |
So this is how leaving feels | |
Drinking coffee and making deals with the One above | |
To get me through the night | |
(REPEAT CHORUS) | |
'Cause there ain't no telling what I'll find... |
zuo ci : Berg, Krekel | |
Lyrics: Matraca Berg Tim Krekel Music: Matraca Berg Tim Krekel | |
I' m rolling out of Bakersfield | |
My own private hell on wheels | |
But this time I' m gone for good | |
And I' ve never gone this far before | |
Beyond the slamming of the back screen door | |
But you never loved me like you should | |
CHORUS | |
And there ain' t no telling what I' ll find | |
But I might as well move down the line | |
There' s no comfort here in your zip code | |
I' d rather break down on the highway | |
With no one to share my load | |
And cry on the shoulder of the road | |
It makes me feel a little low | |
Steel guitar on the radio | |
And it' s kinda scary the way these truckers fly | |
So this is how leaving feels | |
Drinking coffee and making deals with the One above | |
To get me through the night | |
REPEAT CHORUS | |
' Cause there ain' t no telling what I' ll find... |
zuò cí : Berg, Krekel | |
Lyrics: Matraca Berg Tim Krekel Music: Matraca Berg Tim Krekel | |
I' m rolling out of Bakersfield | |
My own private hell on wheels | |
But this time I' m gone for good | |
And I' ve never gone this far before | |
Beyond the slamming of the back screen door | |
But you never loved me like you should | |
CHORUS | |
And there ain' t no telling what I' ll find | |
But I might as well move down the line | |
There' s no comfort here in your zip code | |
I' d rather break down on the highway | |
With no one to share my load | |
And cry on the shoulder of the road | |
It makes me feel a little low | |
Steel guitar on the radio | |
And it' s kinda scary the way these truckers fly | |
So this is how leaving feels | |
Drinking coffee and making deals with the One above | |
To get me through the night | |
REPEAT CHORUS | |
' Cause there ain' t no telling what I' ll find... |