Song | Sold my Soul to Rock`n Roll |
Artist | Jørg |
Album | Angry Road |
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作词 : Jörg Klein | |
作曲 : Jörg Klein | |
Sold my Soul to Rock'n Roll | |
Back in sixty-seven | |
there were tears in heaven, | |
a baby boy was born | |
. | |
It was saturday | |
when I was on my way, | |
my mother's world was torn | |
I grew up with the sound | |
of the early blues guitar | |
and so the rock`n roll has never been too far | |
. | |
Every little moment that I remember | |
leads back into late September | |
I lost my soul to rock`n roll | |
Others were having dates | |
but I trained with my mates and | |
we really did it well | |
But it`s another page | |
to act on a stage, | |
it's like leaving a cell | |
Another stormy night I was practising a chord | |
to get a real chance and stop being bored | |
Three times it knocked on my door | |
Thunder and lightning - frightening to the core | |
! | |
I sold my Soul to Rock'n Roll | |
In this years I learned to play guitar |
zuo ci : J rg Klein | |
zuo qu : J rg Klein | |
Sold my Soul to Rock' n Roll | |
Back in sixtyseven | |
there were tears in heaven, | |
a baby boy was born | |
. | |
It was saturday | |
when I was on my way, | |
my mother' s world was torn | |
I grew up with the sound | |
of the early blues guitar | |
and so the rock n roll has never been too far | |
. | |
Every little moment that I remember | |
leads back into late September | |
I lost my soul to rock n roll | |
Others were having dates | |
but I trained with my mates and | |
we really did it well | |
But it s another page | |
to act on a stage, | |
it' s like leaving a cell | |
Another stormy night I was practising a chord | |
to get a real chance and stop being bored | |
Three times it knocked on my door | |
Thunder and lightning frightening to the core | |
! | |
I sold my Soul to Rock' n Roll | |
In this years I learned to play guitar |
zuò cí : J rg Klein | |
zuò qǔ : J rg Klein | |
Sold my Soul to Rock' n Roll | |
Back in sixtyseven | |
there were tears in heaven, | |
a baby boy was born | |
. | |
It was saturday | |
when I was on my way, | |
my mother' s world was torn | |
I grew up with the sound | |
of the early blues guitar | |
and so the rock n roll has never been too far | |
. | |
Every little moment that I remember | |
leads back into late September | |
I lost my soul to rock n roll | |
Others were having dates | |
but I trained with my mates and | |
we really did it well | |
But it s another page | |
to act on a stage, | |
it' s like leaving a cell | |
Another stormy night I was practising a chord | |
to get a real chance and stop being bored | |
Three times it knocked on my door | |
Thunder and lightning frightening to the core | |
! | |
I sold my Soul to Rock' n Roll | |
In this years I learned to play guitar |