Song | Firing Line |
Artist | The Allman Brothers Band |
Album | Hittin' The Note |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Allman, Haynes | |
Known you since you've been born | |
Raisin' hell even as a child | |
Nothing's changed since that day | |
You're still out running wild | |
Hellhound on your trail | |
Gettin' closer with every passing mile | |
Hey now baby, | |
Don't you think it's high time | |
To change your life's direction | |
Get off the firing line | |
Well your luck just ain't been running | |
Lord, very smooth these days | |
I think it's finally come down | |
You're gonna have to mend your ways | |
With your head up in the clouds | |
You cannot see through the haze | |
Hey now sweet baby, | |
Don't you think it's high time | |
To change your life's direction | |
Get off the firing line | |
Step outside, take a look aroud | |
Do you see anyone who cares? | |
Spent your whole life steppin' on your friends | |
Still you ain't nowhere | |
Search for a new direction | |
But the past is all you'll find | |
You can count up all your mistakes | |
Blame it on your criminal mind | |
When you lay down with snakes | |
You come up poisoned every time | |
Hey now baby, | |
Don't you think it's high time | |
To change your life's direction | |
Get off the firing line | |
Get off the firing line | |
Get off the firing line |
zuo ci : Allman, Haynes | |
Known you since you' ve been born | |
Raisin' hell even as a child | |
Nothing' s changed since that day | |
You' re still out running wild | |
Hellhound on your trail | |
Gettin' closer with every passing mile | |
Hey now baby, | |
Don' t you think it' s high time | |
To change your life' s direction | |
Get off the firing line | |
Well your luck just ain' t been running | |
Lord, very smooth these days | |
I think it' s finally come down | |
You' re gonna have to mend your ways | |
With your head up in the clouds | |
You cannot see through the haze | |
Hey now sweet baby, | |
Don' t you think it' s high time | |
To change your life' s direction | |
Get off the firing line | |
Step outside, take a look aroud | |
Do you see anyone who cares? | |
Spent your whole life steppin' on your friends | |
Still you ain' t nowhere | |
Search for a new direction | |
But the past is all you' ll find | |
You can count up all your mistakes | |
Blame it on your criminal mind | |
When you lay down with snakes | |
You come up poisoned every time | |
Hey now baby, | |
Don' t you think it' s high time | |
To change your life' s direction | |
Get off the firing line | |
Get off the firing line | |
Get off the firing line |
zuò cí : Allman, Haynes | |
Known you since you' ve been born | |
Raisin' hell even as a child | |
Nothing' s changed since that day | |
You' re still out running wild | |
Hellhound on your trail | |
Gettin' closer with every passing mile | |
Hey now baby, | |
Don' t you think it' s high time | |
To change your life' s direction | |
Get off the firing line | |
Well your luck just ain' t been running | |
Lord, very smooth these days | |
I think it' s finally come down | |
You' re gonna have to mend your ways | |
With your head up in the clouds | |
You cannot see through the haze | |
Hey now sweet baby, | |
Don' t you think it' s high time | |
To change your life' s direction | |
Get off the firing line | |
Step outside, take a look aroud | |
Do you see anyone who cares? | |
Spent your whole life steppin' on your friends | |
Still you ain' t nowhere | |
Search for a new direction | |
But the past is all you' ll find | |
You can count up all your mistakes | |
Blame it on your criminal mind | |
When you lay down with snakes | |
You come up poisoned every time | |
Hey now baby, | |
Don' t you think it' s high time | |
To change your life' s direction | |
Get off the firing line | |
Get off the firing line | |
Get off the firing line |