Song | The Catfish Song |
Artist | Townes Van Zandt |
Album | At My Window |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : VanZandt | |
By townes van zandt | |
Down at the bottom of that dirty ol' river | |
Down where the reeds and the catfish play | |
There lies a dream as soft as the water | |
There lies a bluebird that's flown away | |
Well, to meet is like springtime | |
And to love's like the summer | |
Her brown eyes shone for nobody but me | |
Then autumn forever, the fool come a fallin' | |
And the rain turned to freezin' inside of me. | |
I'll kindle my fires with the words | |
I can't send you | |
And the roads I can't follow | |
And the songs I can't sing | |
Well, all you young ladies | |
Who dream of tomorrow | |
While you're a listenin' | |
These words will I say | |
Cling to today with it's joy | |
And it's sorrow | |
You'll need all your memories | |
When youth melts away. | |
Well, the angel of springtime | |
He rides down the southwind | |
The angel of summer | |
He does just the same | |
The angel of autumn | |
She's blue and she's golden | |
And the angel of winter | |
Won't remember your name | |
Down at the bottom of that dirty ol' river | |
Down where the reeds and the catfish play | |
There lies a dream as soft as the water | |
There lies a bluebird that's flown away | |
There lies a bluebird | |
That's flown away |
zuo ci : VanZandt | |
By townes van zandt | |
Down at the bottom of that dirty ol' river | |
Down where the reeds and the catfish play | |
There lies a dream as soft as the water | |
There lies a bluebird that' s flown away | |
Well, to meet is like springtime | |
And to love' s like the summer | |
Her brown eyes shone for nobody but me | |
Then autumn forever, the fool come a fallin' | |
And the rain turned to freezin' inside of me. | |
I' ll kindle my fires with the words | |
I can' t send you | |
And the roads I can' t follow | |
And the songs I can' t sing | |
Well, all you young ladies | |
Who dream of tomorrow | |
While you' re a listenin' | |
These words will I say | |
Cling to today with it' s joy | |
And it' s sorrow | |
You' ll need all your memories | |
When youth melts away. | |
Well, the angel of springtime | |
He rides down the southwind | |
The angel of summer | |
He does just the same | |
The angel of autumn | |
She' s blue and she' s golden | |
And the angel of winter | |
Won' t remember your name | |
Down at the bottom of that dirty ol' river | |
Down where the reeds and the catfish play | |
There lies a dream as soft as the water | |
There lies a bluebird that' s flown away | |
There lies a bluebird | |
That' s flown away |
zuò cí : VanZandt | |
By townes van zandt | |
Down at the bottom of that dirty ol' river | |
Down where the reeds and the catfish play | |
There lies a dream as soft as the water | |
There lies a bluebird that' s flown away | |
Well, to meet is like springtime | |
And to love' s like the summer | |
Her brown eyes shone for nobody but me | |
Then autumn forever, the fool come a fallin' | |
And the rain turned to freezin' inside of me. | |
I' ll kindle my fires with the words | |
I can' t send you | |
And the roads I can' t follow | |
And the songs I can' t sing | |
Well, all you young ladies | |
Who dream of tomorrow | |
While you' re a listenin' | |
These words will I say | |
Cling to today with it' s joy | |
And it' s sorrow | |
You' ll need all your memories | |
When youth melts away. | |
Well, the angel of springtime | |
He rides down the southwind | |
The angel of summer | |
He does just the same | |
The angel of autumn | |
She' s blue and she' s golden | |
And the angel of winter | |
Won' t remember your name | |
Down at the bottom of that dirty ol' river | |
Down where the reeds and the catfish play | |
There lies a dream as soft as the water | |
There lies a bluebird that' s flown away | |
There lies a bluebird | |
That' s flown away |