Song | Musical Key |
Artist | Cowboy Junkies |
Album | Lay It Down |
作曲 : Timmins, Timmins | |
My mother sang the sweetest melody | |
although she never sang in a musical key | |
I'd hear her through the house | |
My name called out loud | |
My mother sang the sweetest melody | |
My mother's hands were always cool and soft | |
And like her eyes they would caress with every touch | |
She would listen to my chatter | |
as if every word I spoke mattered | |
She'd hold me close and whisper in my ear | |
She'd say, 'girl you are a part of me | |
I have made you strong | |
when you grow up and are on your own | |
remember to win them with your song' | |
My father sang in perfect harmony | |
And though he never sang in a musical key | |
You could hear him when he'd enter the house | |
the kiss he'd give my Ma | |
My father sang in perfect harmony | |
My father's words were always sure and clear | |
and like his presence they would rid me of my fears | |
When I crawled up on his knees | |
I was safe as I could be | |
He'd hold me tight and whisper in my ear | |
He'd say, 'girl you are a part of me | |
I have made you strong | |
when you grow up and are on your own | |
remember to win them with your song' | |
My mother sang in perfect harmony | |
although she never sang in a musical key |
zuò qǔ : Timmins, Timmins | |
My mother sang the sweetest melody | |
although she never sang in a musical key | |
I' d hear her through the house | |
My name called out loud | |
My mother sang the sweetest melody | |
My mother' s hands were always cool and soft | |
And like her eyes they would caress with every touch | |
She would listen to my chatter | |
as if every word I spoke mattered | |
She' d hold me close and whisper in my ear | |
She' d say, ' girl you are a part of me | |
I have made you strong | |
when you grow up and are on your own | |
remember to win them with your song' | |
My father sang in perfect harmony | |
And though he never sang in a musical key | |
You could hear him when he' d enter the house | |
the kiss he' d give my Ma | |
My father sang in perfect harmony | |
My father' s words were always sure and clear | |
and like his presence they would rid me of my fears | |
When I crawled up on his knees | |
I was safe as I could be | |
He' d hold me tight and whisper in my ear | |
He' d say, ' girl you are a part of me | |
I have made you strong | |
when you grow up and are on your own | |
remember to win them with your song' | |
My mother sang in perfect harmony | |
although she never sang in a musical key |