Song | One More Dollar |
Artist | Gillian Welch |
Album | Revival |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Rawlings, Welch | |
A long time ago | |
I left my home | |
For a job in the fruit trees | |
But I miss those hills with the windy pines | |
Their song seemed to suit me | |
So I sent my wages to my home | |
Said we'd soon be together | |
For the next good crop would pay my way | |
And I'd come home forever | |
One more dime to show for my day | |
One more dollar and | |
I'm on my way | |
When I reach those hills, boys, | |
I'll never roam ' | |
Cause one more dollar and | |
I'm going home | |
No work said the boss at the bunkhouse door | |
There's a freeze on the branches | |
So when the dice came out at the bar downtown | |
I rolled and | |
I took my chances | |
One more dime to show for my day | |
One more dollar and | |
I'm on my way | |
When I reach those hills, boys, | |
I'll never roam ' | |
Cause, one more dollar and | |
I'm going home | |
A long time ago | |
I left my home | |
Just a boy passing twenty | |
Could you spare a coin and a | |
Christian prayer | |
For my luck has turned against me | |
One more dime to show for my day | |
One more dollar and | |
I'm on my way | |
When I reach those hills, boys, | |
I'll never roam | |
Just one more dollar and | |
I'm going home | |
One more dollar, boys, | |
I'm going home |
zuo ci : Rawlings, Welch | |
A long time ago | |
I left my home | |
For a job in the fruit trees | |
But I miss those hills with the windy pines | |
Their song seemed to suit me | |
So I sent my wages to my home | |
Said we' d soon be together | |
For the next good crop would pay my way | |
And I' d come home forever | |
One more dime to show for my day | |
One more dollar and | |
I' m on my way | |
When I reach those hills, boys, | |
I' ll never roam ' | |
Cause one more dollar and | |
I' m going home | |
No work said the boss at the bunkhouse door | |
There' s a freeze on the branches | |
So when the dice came out at the bar downtown | |
I rolled and | |
I took my chances | |
One more dime to show for my day | |
One more dollar and | |
I' m on my way | |
When I reach those hills, boys, | |
I' ll never roam ' | |
Cause, one more dollar and | |
I' m going home | |
A long time ago | |
I left my home | |
Just a boy passing twenty | |
Could you spare a coin and a | |
Christian prayer | |
For my luck has turned against me | |
One more dime to show for my day | |
One more dollar and | |
I' m on my way | |
When I reach those hills, boys, | |
I' ll never roam | |
Just one more dollar and | |
I' m going home | |
One more dollar, boys, | |
I' m going home |
zuò cí : Rawlings, Welch | |
A long time ago | |
I left my home | |
For a job in the fruit trees | |
But I miss those hills with the windy pines | |
Their song seemed to suit me | |
So I sent my wages to my home | |
Said we' d soon be together | |
For the next good crop would pay my way | |
And I' d come home forever | |
One more dime to show for my day | |
One more dollar and | |
I' m on my way | |
When I reach those hills, boys, | |
I' ll never roam ' | |
Cause one more dollar and | |
I' m going home | |
No work said the boss at the bunkhouse door | |
There' s a freeze on the branches | |
So when the dice came out at the bar downtown | |
I rolled and | |
I took my chances | |
One more dime to show for my day | |
One more dollar and | |
I' m on my way | |
When I reach those hills, boys, | |
I' ll never roam ' | |
Cause, one more dollar and | |
I' m going home | |
A long time ago | |
I left my home | |
Just a boy passing twenty | |
Could you spare a coin and a | |
Christian prayer | |
For my luck has turned against me | |
One more dime to show for my day | |
One more dollar and | |
I' m on my way | |
When I reach those hills, boys, | |
I' ll never roam | |
Just one more dollar and | |
I' m going home | |
One more dollar, boys, | |
I' m going home |