Song | Storm Windows |
Artist | John Prine |
Album | Live On Tour |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Prine | |
I can hear the wheels of the automobiles | |
So far away - just moving along through the drifting snow | |
It's times like these when the temperatures freeze | |
I sit alone just looking at the world through a storm window | |
And down on the beach - the sandman sleeps | |
Time don't fly - it bounds and leaps | |
And a country band that plays for keeps | |
They play it so slow | |
Chorus: | |
Don't let your baby down | |
Don't let your baby down | |
Don't let your baby down | |
Well, the spirits were high 'til the well went dry | |
For so long the raven at my window was only a crow | |
I bought the rights to the inside fights | |
And watched a man just beating his hand against a storm window | |
While miles away o'er hills and streams | |
A candle burns - a witch's dreams | |
And silence is golden till it screams | |
Right through your bones | |
Repeat chorus: | |
Storm windows - gee but i'm getting old | |
Storm window - keep away the cold | |
Don't let your baby down | |
Don't let your baby down | |
Don't let your baby down |
zuo ci : Prine | |
I can hear the wheels of the automobiles | |
So far away just moving along through the drifting snow | |
It' s times like these when the temperatures freeze | |
I sit alone just looking at the world through a storm window | |
And down on the beach the sandman sleeps | |
Time don' t fly it bounds and leaps | |
And a country band that plays for keeps | |
They play it so slow | |
Chorus: | |
Don' t let your baby down | |
Don' t let your baby down | |
Don' t let your baby down | |
Well, the spirits were high ' til the well went dry | |
For so long the raven at my window was only a crow | |
I bought the rights to the inside fights | |
And watched a man just beating his hand against a storm window | |
While miles away o' er hills and streams | |
A candle burns a witch' s dreams | |
And silence is golden till it screams | |
Right through your bones | |
Repeat chorus: | |
Storm windows gee but i' m getting old | |
Storm window keep away the cold | |
Don' t let your baby down | |
Don' t let your baby down | |
Don' t let your baby down |
zuò cí : Prine | |
I can hear the wheels of the automobiles | |
So far away just moving along through the drifting snow | |
It' s times like these when the temperatures freeze | |
I sit alone just looking at the world through a storm window | |
And down on the beach the sandman sleeps | |
Time don' t fly it bounds and leaps | |
And a country band that plays for keeps | |
They play it so slow | |
Chorus: | |
Don' t let your baby down | |
Don' t let your baby down | |
Don' t let your baby down | |
Well, the spirits were high ' til the well went dry | |
For so long the raven at my window was only a crow | |
I bought the rights to the inside fights | |
And watched a man just beating his hand against a storm window | |
While miles away o' er hills and streams | |
A candle burns a witch' s dreams | |
And silence is golden till it screams | |
Right through your bones | |
Repeat chorus: | |
Storm windows gee but i' m getting old | |
Storm window keep away the cold | |
Don' t let your baby down | |
Don' t let your baby down | |
Don' t let your baby down |