Song | Dixie Lily |
Artist | Elton John |
Album | Caribou |
作曲 : Elton John & Bernie Taupin | |
作词 : John, Taupin | |
Showboat coming up the river | |
See her lanterns flicker in the gentle breeze | |
I can hear the crickets singing in the evening | |
Old Dixie | |
Lily moving past the cypress trees | |
My little boat she rocks easy | |
I've been catching catfish in the creek all day | |
Oh and I've never seen ladies like those on the big boats | |
Must be fancy breeding lets you live that way | |
Dixie Lily, chugging like a grand old lady | |
Paddles hitting home in the noonday sun | |
Ploughing through the water with your whistles blowing | |
Down from | |
Louisiana on the | |
Vicksburg run | |
Papa says that | |
I'm a dreamer | |
Says them skeetas bit me one too many times | |
Oh but I never get lonesome living on the river | |
Watching old | |
Lily leave the world behind | |
Dixie Lily, chugging like a grand old lady | |
Paddles hitting home in the noonday sun | |
Ploughing through the water with your whistles blowing | |
Down from | |
Louisiana on the | |
Vicksburg run | |
Dixie Lily, chugging like a grand old lady | |
Paddles hitting home in the noonday sun | |
Ploughing through the water with your whistles blowing | |
Down from | |
Louisiana on the | |
Vicksburg run | |
Down from | |
Louisiana on the | |
Vicksburg run |
zuò qǔ : Elton John Bernie Taupin | |
zuò cí : John, Taupin | |
Showboat coming up the river | |
See her lanterns flicker in the gentle breeze | |
I can hear the crickets singing in the evening | |
Old Dixie | |
Lily moving past the cypress trees | |
My little boat she rocks easy | |
I' ve been catching catfish in the creek all day | |
Oh and I' ve never seen ladies like those on the big boats | |
Must be fancy breeding lets you live that way | |
Dixie Lily, chugging like a grand old lady | |
Paddles hitting home in the noonday sun | |
Ploughing through the water with your whistles blowing | |
Down from | |
Louisiana on the | |
Vicksburg run | |
Papa says that | |
I' m a dreamer | |
Says them skeetas bit me one too many times | |
Oh but I never get lonesome living on the river | |
Watching old | |
Lily leave the world behind | |
Dixie Lily, chugging like a grand old lady | |
Paddles hitting home in the noonday sun | |
Ploughing through the water with your whistles blowing | |
Down from | |
Louisiana on the | |
Vicksburg run | |
Dixie Lily, chugging like a grand old lady | |
Paddles hitting home in the noonday sun | |
Ploughing through the water with your whistles blowing | |
Down from | |
Louisiana on the | |
Vicksburg run | |
Down from | |
Louisiana on the | |
Vicksburg run |