| Song | The Key To Life |
| Artist | Vince Gill |
| Album | The Key |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Gill | |
| I'd love to hear my daddy play once again | |
| All the songs that he taught me when i was a kid | |
| John henry, ol' shep and faded love | |
| I fall to pieces and on the wings of a dove | |
| Just a few chords on the banjo that was all he knew | |
| But in the eyes of a child, man his fingers flew | |
| I practiced and i practiced til i got it right | |
| Packed up everything and just took off one night | |
| I made it from the beer joints to the opry stage | |
| He said the only difference is what you're gettin' paid | |
| He didn't care that everybody knew my name | |
| He said it's all for nothin' if you don't stay the same | |
| But when he died the preacher cried and said he's the lucky one | |
| He's walkin' hand in hand in hand with god's only son | |
| My faith and common sense tell me the preacher's right | |
| But i'd love to hear the banjo ring for me tonight | |
| And i will honor my father with these words i write down | |
| As long as i remember him he'll always be around | |
| And the pain of losin' him cuts like a randall knife | |
| I learned a few chords on the banjo as the key to life | |
| And the pain of losin' him cuts like a randall knife | |
| I learned a few chords on the banjo as the key to life |
| zuo ci : Gill | |
| I' d love to hear my daddy play once again | |
| All the songs that he taught me when i was a kid | |
| John henry, ol' shep and faded love | |
| I fall to pieces and on the wings of a dove | |
| Just a few chords on the banjo that was all he knew | |
| But in the eyes of a child, man his fingers flew | |
| I practiced and i practiced til i got it right | |
| Packed up everything and just took off one night | |
| I made it from the beer joints to the opry stage | |
| He said the only difference is what you' re gettin' paid | |
| He didn' t care that everybody knew my name | |
| He said it' s all for nothin' if you don' t stay the same | |
| But when he died the preacher cried and said he' s the lucky one | |
| He' s walkin' hand in hand in hand with god' s only son | |
| My faith and common sense tell me the preacher' s right | |
| But i' d love to hear the banjo ring for me tonight | |
| And i will honor my father with these words i write down | |
| As long as i remember him he' ll always be around | |
| And the pain of losin' him cuts like a randall knife | |
| I learned a few chords on the banjo as the key to life | |
| And the pain of losin' him cuts like a randall knife | |
| I learned a few chords on the banjo as the key to life |
| zuò cí : Gill | |
| I' d love to hear my daddy play once again | |
| All the songs that he taught me when i was a kid | |
| John henry, ol' shep and faded love | |
| I fall to pieces and on the wings of a dove | |
| Just a few chords on the banjo that was all he knew | |
| But in the eyes of a child, man his fingers flew | |
| I practiced and i practiced til i got it right | |
| Packed up everything and just took off one night | |
| I made it from the beer joints to the opry stage | |
| He said the only difference is what you' re gettin' paid | |
| He didn' t care that everybody knew my name | |
| He said it' s all for nothin' if you don' t stay the same | |
| But when he died the preacher cried and said he' s the lucky one | |
| He' s walkin' hand in hand in hand with god' s only son | |
| My faith and common sense tell me the preacher' s right | |
| But i' d love to hear the banjo ring for me tonight | |
| And i will honor my father with these words i write down | |
| As long as i remember him he' ll always be around | |
| And the pain of losin' him cuts like a randall knife | |
| I learned a few chords on the banjo as the key to life | |
| And the pain of losin' him cuts like a randall knife | |
| I learned a few chords on the banjo as the key to life |