| Song | Alabama Acres |
| Artist | Kevin Devine |
| Album | Split The Country, Split The Street |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Devine | |
| So there's hundreds of auburn alabama acres | |
| With rows of red roofs over warm farmers daughters | |
| Who've got no intention of inviting me in | |
| Space shines all above me so i settle myself under it. | |
| When i wake up i'm back in my crowded city apartment | |
| Some random men doing work off in the kitchen | |
| Stacking mattresses up now to the ceiling and down to the floor. | |
| My fathers sick in the hallway i hear him whistlin under the door. | |
| I rush to lift him but you all know i am weak and you know that he is heavy. | |
| There's no blood in his cheeks but he's smiling straight at me. | |
| I ask the thickest of the workers "would you please come and help me out?" | |
| He comes ambling over and says "sir, i love how your whistling sounds" | |
| So now i drag him through the kitchen to the living room and down on the carpet | |
| He says, "son i'm embarassed, but the sides of my head hurt. | |
| I just know that i'm tired and i could surely use some rest." | |
| I tear a mattress down for him and i say, "here dad sleep some on this." | |
| I wake for real and it's over. | |
| I'm alone in acres and my dad is still dead. | |
| But if you underneath one of those rooftops, look out your window and invite me on in. | |
| 'cause it's cold and i'm lonely and i could sure use a friend | |
| Yeah it's cold and i'm lonely and i could sure use a friend. | |
| It's cold and i'm lonely and i could sure use a friend yeah |
| zuo qu : Devine | |
| So there' s hundreds of auburn alabama acres | |
| With rows of red roofs over warm farmers daughters | |
| Who' ve got no intention of inviting me in | |
| Space shines all above me so i settle myself under it. | |
| When i wake up i' m back in my crowded city apartment | |
| Some random men doing work off in the kitchen | |
| Stacking mattresses up now to the ceiling and down to the floor. | |
| My fathers sick in the hallway i hear him whistlin under the door. | |
| I rush to lift him but you all know i am weak and you know that he is heavy. | |
| There' s no blood in his cheeks but he' s smiling straight at me. | |
| I ask the thickest of the workers " would you please come and help me out?" | |
| He comes ambling over and says " sir, i love how your whistling sounds" | |
| So now i drag him through the kitchen to the living room and down on the carpet | |
| He says, " son i' m embarassed, but the sides of my head hurt. | |
| I just know that i' m tired and i could surely use some rest." | |
| I tear a mattress down for him and i say, " here dad sleep some on this." | |
| I wake for real and it' s over. | |
| I' m alone in acres and my dad is still dead. | |
| But if you underneath one of those rooftops, look out your window and invite me on in. | |
| ' cause it' s cold and i' m lonely and i could sure use a friend | |
| Yeah it' s cold and i' m lonely and i could sure use a friend. | |
| It' s cold and i' m lonely and i could sure use a friend yeah |
| zuò qǔ : Devine | |
| So there' s hundreds of auburn alabama acres | |
| With rows of red roofs over warm farmers daughters | |
| Who' ve got no intention of inviting me in | |
| Space shines all above me so i settle myself under it. | |
| When i wake up i' m back in my crowded city apartment | |
| Some random men doing work off in the kitchen | |
| Stacking mattresses up now to the ceiling and down to the floor. | |
| My fathers sick in the hallway i hear him whistlin under the door. | |
| I rush to lift him but you all know i am weak and you know that he is heavy. | |
| There' s no blood in his cheeks but he' s smiling straight at me. | |
| I ask the thickest of the workers " would you please come and help me out?" | |
| He comes ambling over and says " sir, i love how your whistling sounds" | |
| So now i drag him through the kitchen to the living room and down on the carpet | |
| He says, " son i' m embarassed, but the sides of my head hurt. | |
| I just know that i' m tired and i could surely use some rest." | |
| I tear a mattress down for him and i say, " here dad sleep some on this." | |
| I wake for real and it' s over. | |
| I' m alone in acres and my dad is still dead. | |
| But if you underneath one of those rooftops, look out your window and invite me on in. | |
| ' cause it' s cold and i' m lonely and i could sure use a friend | |
| Yeah it' s cold and i' m lonely and i could sure use a friend. | |
| It' s cold and i' m lonely and i could sure use a friend yeah |