Song | Highway 40 Blues |
Artist | Ricky Skaggs |
Album | Super Hits |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Cordle | |
Well, these | |
Highway Forty blues, | |
I've walked holes in both my shoes. | |
Counted the days since | |
I've been gone, | |
And I'd love to see the lights of home. | |
Wasted time and money too; | |
Squandered youth in search of truth. | |
But in the end | |
I had to lose, | |
Lord above, | |
I've paid my dues. | |
Got the Highway | |
Forty blues. | |
The highway called when | |
I was young, | |
Told me lies of things to come. | |
Fame and fortune lies ahead! | |
That's what the billboard lights had said. | |
Shattered dreams, my mind is numb, | |
My money's gone, stick out my thumb. | |
My eyes are filled with bitter tears, | |
Lord, I ain't been home in years. | |
Got the Highway | |
Forty blues. | |
Instrumental | |
Break. You know, | |
I've rambled all around, | |
Like a rolling stone, from town to town. | |
Met pretty girls | |
I have to say, | |
But none of them could make me stay. | |
Well, I've played the music halls and bars, | |
Had fancy clothes and big fine cars: | |
Things a country boy can't use, | |
Dixieland | |
I sure miss you. | |
Got the Highway | |
Forty blues. |
zuo ci : Cordle | |
Well, these | |
Highway Forty blues, | |
I' ve walked holes in both my shoes. | |
Counted the days since | |
I' ve been gone, | |
And I' d love to see the lights of home. | |
Wasted time and money too | |
Squandered youth in search of truth. | |
But in the end | |
I had to lose, | |
Lord above, | |
I' ve paid my dues. | |
Got the Highway | |
Forty blues. | |
The highway called when | |
I was young, | |
Told me lies of things to come. | |
Fame and fortune lies ahead! | |
That' s what the billboard lights had said. | |
Shattered dreams, my mind is numb, | |
My money' s gone, stick out my thumb. | |
My eyes are filled with bitter tears, | |
Lord, I ain' t been home in years. | |
Got the Highway | |
Forty blues. | |
Instrumental | |
Break. You know, | |
I' ve rambled all around, | |
Like a rolling stone, from town to town. | |
Met pretty girls | |
I have to say, | |
But none of them could make me stay. | |
Well, I' ve played the music halls and bars, | |
Had fancy clothes and big fine cars: | |
Things a country boy can' t use, | |
Dixieland | |
I sure miss you. | |
Got the Highway | |
Forty blues. |
zuò cí : Cordle | |
Well, these | |
Highway Forty blues, | |
I' ve walked holes in both my shoes. | |
Counted the days since | |
I' ve been gone, | |
And I' d love to see the lights of home. | |
Wasted time and money too | |
Squandered youth in search of truth. | |
But in the end | |
I had to lose, | |
Lord above, | |
I' ve paid my dues. | |
Got the Highway | |
Forty blues. | |
The highway called when | |
I was young, | |
Told me lies of things to come. | |
Fame and fortune lies ahead! | |
That' s what the billboard lights had said. | |
Shattered dreams, my mind is numb, | |
My money' s gone, stick out my thumb. | |
My eyes are filled with bitter tears, | |
Lord, I ain' t been home in years. | |
Got the Highway | |
Forty blues. | |
Instrumental | |
Break. You know, | |
I' ve rambled all around, | |
Like a rolling stone, from town to town. | |
Met pretty girls | |
I have to say, | |
But none of them could make me stay. | |
Well, I' ve played the music halls and bars, | |
Had fancy clothes and big fine cars: | |
Things a country boy can' t use, | |
Dixieland | |
I sure miss you. | |
Got the Highway | |
Forty blues. |