Song | Cooperstown |
Artist | The Felice Brothers |
Album | Yonder Is The Clock |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Felice Brothers | |
The water's wide | |
It's deep and wide | |
It's down a long and windy road | |
And everyone knows that a boy can't swim it | |
In Narrow's Church | |
The white walled church | |
They're singing that gospel song | |
"Bye and Bye, I will see my King" | |
The clouds will break | |
And the pews shake | |
And the choir softly cries | |
And it's Georgia in the spring of 1905 | |
Ty Cobb | |
You're dead and gone | |
You had a game like a war machine | |
And through the great | |
Hall of Fame you wander | |
In Tigers Field | |
A girl in heels | |
She had a face like a magazine | |
And through the long metal stands she wandered | |
The ball soared | |
The crowd roared | |
The scoreboard sweetly hummed | |
And tomorrow you'll surely know whose won | |
I'm on First | |
And you're on Third | |
And all the wolves are all between | |
And everyone's sure that the game is over | |
The catcher's hard | |
He's mean mean and hard | |
And he nips at the batter's heels | |
And everyone's sure that the game is over | |
The ball soars | |
And the crowd roars | |
And the scoreboard sweetly hums | |
And tomorrow you'll surely know whose won | |
The water's wide | |
It's deep and wide | |
It's a down a long and windy road | |
And everyone knows that a boy can't swim it | |
The clouds break | |
And the pews shake | |
And the preacher's feet do pound | |
As the rain beats the streets of Cooperstown |
zuo qu : Felice Brothers | |
The water' s wide | |
It' s deep and wide | |
It' s down a long and windy road | |
And everyone knows that a boy can' t swim it | |
In Narrow' s Church | |
The white walled church | |
They' re singing that gospel song | |
" Bye and Bye, I will see my King" | |
The clouds will break | |
And the pews shake | |
And the choir softly cries | |
And it' s Georgia in the spring of 1905 | |
Ty Cobb | |
You' re dead and gone | |
You had a game like a war machine | |
And through the great | |
Hall of Fame you wander | |
In Tigers Field | |
A girl in heels | |
She had a face like a magazine | |
And through the long metal stands she wandered | |
The ball soared | |
The crowd roared | |
The scoreboard sweetly hummed | |
And tomorrow you' ll surely know whose won | |
I' m on First | |
And you' re on Third | |
And all the wolves are all between | |
And everyone' s sure that the game is over | |
The catcher' s hard | |
He' s mean mean and hard | |
And he nips at the batter' s heels | |
And everyone' s sure that the game is over | |
The ball soars | |
And the crowd roars | |
And the scoreboard sweetly hums | |
And tomorrow you' ll surely know whose won | |
The water' s wide | |
It' s deep and wide | |
It' s a down a long and windy road | |
And everyone knows that a boy can' t swim it | |
The clouds break | |
And the pews shake | |
And the preacher' s feet do pound | |
As the rain beats the streets of Cooperstown |
zuò qǔ : Felice Brothers | |
The water' s wide | |
It' s deep and wide | |
It' s down a long and windy road | |
And everyone knows that a boy can' t swim it | |
In Narrow' s Church | |
The white walled church | |
They' re singing that gospel song | |
" Bye and Bye, I will see my King" | |
The clouds will break | |
And the pews shake | |
And the choir softly cries | |
And it' s Georgia in the spring of 1905 | |
Ty Cobb | |
You' re dead and gone | |
You had a game like a war machine | |
And through the great | |
Hall of Fame you wander | |
In Tigers Field | |
A girl in heels | |
She had a face like a magazine | |
And through the long metal stands she wandered | |
The ball soared | |
The crowd roared | |
The scoreboard sweetly hummed | |
And tomorrow you' ll surely know whose won | |
I' m on First | |
And you' re on Third | |
And all the wolves are all between | |
And everyone' s sure that the game is over | |
The catcher' s hard | |
He' s mean mean and hard | |
And he nips at the batter' s heels | |
And everyone' s sure that the game is over | |
The ball soars | |
And the crowd roars | |
And the scoreboard sweetly hums | |
And tomorrow you' ll surely know whose won | |
The water' s wide | |
It' s deep and wide | |
It' s a down a long and windy road | |
And everyone knows that a boy can' t swim it | |
The clouds break | |
And the pews shake | |
And the preacher' s feet do pound | |
As the rain beats the streets of Cooperstown |