| Song | mother rose (Album Version) |
| Artist | Patti Smith |
| Album | Trampin' |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:00.00] | 作词 : Shanahan, Smith |
| [00:21.78] | Mother rose Every little morn' |
| [00:26.91] | To tend to me There she stood |
| [00:34.34] | Waiting by the door Selflessly |
| [00:41.67] | Took my hand Took it with a smile tenderly |
| [00:49.05] | Mother rose Every little morn' |
| [00:56.40] | To tend to me Now's the time |
| [01:04.35] | To turn the view Now that I have you |
| [01:20.05] | And I'll rise Every little morn' |
| [01:26.05] | To tend to thee When you rise |
| [01:33.42] | Open up your eyes You will see |
| [01:40.04] | There I'll be Waiting by the door |
| [01:45.95] | Come to me Take my hand |
| [01:52.64] | Look into your heart There I'll be |
| [01:59.79] | Now's the time To turn the view |
| [02:08.48] | Now that I have you |
| [02:38.75] | Now's the time To turn the view |
| [02:47.91] | Now that I have you |
| [02:58.89] | Roses growing by my door Climbing up the vine |
| [03:12.80] | All the thorns and pain obscured Roses shall divine |
| [03:21.81] | Where we feel no pain And the love inside |
| [03:32.48] | Where roses climb Roses shall divine |
| [03:41.79] | Roses shall divine I feel no pain |
| [03:56.38] | Holy mother |
| [03:59.85] | Mother of gold Mother with stories |
| [04:04.70] | Told and retold She felt our tears |
| [04:09.62] | Heard our sighs And turned to gold |
| [04:14.30] | Before our eyes She rose into the light |
| [04:23.30] | She rose into the light She rose into the light |
| [00:00.00] | zuo ci : Shanahan, Smith |
| [00:21.78] | Mother rose Every little morn' |
| [00:26.91] | To tend to me There she stood |
| [00:34.34] | Waiting by the door Selflessly |
| [00:41.67] | Took my hand Took it with a smile tenderly |
| [00:49.05] | Mother rose Every little morn' |
| [00:56.40] | To tend to me Now' s the time |
| [01:04.35] | To turn the view Now that I have you |
| [01:20.05] | And I' ll rise Every little morn' |
| [01:26.05] | To tend to thee When you rise |
| [01:33.42] | Open up your eyes You will see |
| [01:40.04] | There I' ll be Waiting by the door |
| [01:45.95] | Come to me Take my hand |
| [01:52.64] | Look into your heart There I' ll be |
| [01:59.79] | Now' s the time To turn the view |
| [02:08.48] | Now that I have you |
| [02:38.75] | Now' s the time To turn the view |
| [02:47.91] | Now that I have you |
| [02:58.89] | Roses growing by my door Climbing up the vine |
| [03:12.80] | All the thorns and pain obscured Roses shall divine |
| [03:21.81] | Where we feel no pain And the love inside |
| [03:32.48] | Where roses climb Roses shall divine |
| [03:41.79] | Roses shall divine I feel no pain |
| [03:56.38] | Holy mother |
| [03:59.85] | Mother of gold Mother with stories |
| [04:04.70] | Told and retold She felt our tears |
| [04:09.62] | Heard our sighs And turned to gold |
| [04:14.30] | Before our eyes She rose into the light |
| [04:23.30] | She rose into the light She rose into the light |
| [00:00.00] | zuò cí : Shanahan, Smith |
| [00:21.78] | Mother rose Every little morn' |
| [00:26.91] | To tend to me There she stood |
| [00:34.34] | Waiting by the door Selflessly |
| [00:41.67] | Took my hand Took it with a smile tenderly |
| [00:49.05] | Mother rose Every little morn' |
| [00:56.40] | To tend to me Now' s the time |
| [01:04.35] | To turn the view Now that I have you |
| [01:20.05] | And I' ll rise Every little morn' |
| [01:26.05] | To tend to thee When you rise |
| [01:33.42] | Open up your eyes You will see |
| [01:40.04] | There I' ll be Waiting by the door |
| [01:45.95] | Come to me Take my hand |
| [01:52.64] | Look into your heart There I' ll be |
| [01:59.79] | Now' s the time To turn the view |
| [02:08.48] | Now that I have you |
| [02:38.75] | Now' s the time To turn the view |
| [02:47.91] | Now that I have you |
| [02:58.89] | Roses growing by my door Climbing up the vine |
| [03:12.80] | All the thorns and pain obscured Roses shall divine |
| [03:21.81] | Where we feel no pain And the love inside |
| [03:32.48] | Where roses climb Roses shall divine |
| [03:41.79] | Roses shall divine I feel no pain |
| [03:56.38] | Holy mother |
| [03:59.85] | Mother of gold Mother with stories |
| [04:04.70] | Told and retold She felt our tears |
| [04:09.62] | Heard our sighs And turned to gold |
| [04:14.30] | Before our eyes She rose into the light |
| [04:23.30] | She rose into the light She rose into the light |