Song | A Father's Arms |
Artist | Yonder Mountain String Band |
Album | Town By Town |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Aijala | |
The news it came to me as a surprise | |
And I knew that I would have to deal in time | |
And as the messanger walked right off the porch | |
A memory came to me from times before | |
I remember when my dad was called away | |
My mother put his pictures all away | |
And now the time had come for me to go | |
To my love my tears I tried not to show | |
Chorus: | |
With tear drops on my face | |
Thinking 'bout that old homeplace | |
Riding across the planes in the rain | |
The letters from my dad described the war | |
His food was canned, his boots they made him sore | |
And one letter from my dad spoke of a friend | |
Who got lost between the water and the land | |
Now I'm the one writing letters to my son | |
I'll be home as soon as the fightin's done | |
With my gun in hand I guess it's hard to see | |
What it was that used to be inside of me | |
[ Chorus ] | |
Today we moved in sight of the enemy | |
Though I didn't even know what they had done | |
The general yelled to me, when I count to three | |
Get on your feet and start to run | |
That's the last event I can recall | |
The tent was big but could not hold us all | |
Though I'll never know what got the best of me | |
I swear I felt my dad looking over me | |
[ Chorus - x2 ] |
zuo ci : Aijala | |
The news it came to me as a surprise | |
And I knew that I would have to deal in time | |
And as the messanger walked right off the porch | |
A memory came to me from times before | |
I remember when my dad was called away | |
My mother put his pictures all away | |
And now the time had come for me to go | |
To my love my tears I tried not to show | |
Chorus: | |
With tear drops on my face | |
Thinking ' bout that old homeplace | |
Riding across the planes in the rain | |
The letters from my dad described the war | |
His food was canned, his boots they made him sore | |
And one letter from my dad spoke of a friend | |
Who got lost between the water and the land | |
Now I' m the one writing letters to my son | |
I' ll be home as soon as the fightin' s done | |
With my gun in hand I guess it' s hard to see | |
What it was that used to be inside of me | |
Chorus | |
Today we moved in sight of the enemy | |
Though I didn' t even know what they had done | |
The general yelled to me, when I count to three | |
Get on your feet and start to run | |
That' s the last event I can recall | |
The tent was big but could not hold us all | |
Though I' ll never know what got the best of me | |
I swear I felt my dad looking over me | |
Chorus x2 |
zuò cí : Aijala | |
The news it came to me as a surprise | |
And I knew that I would have to deal in time | |
And as the messanger walked right off the porch | |
A memory came to me from times before | |
I remember when my dad was called away | |
My mother put his pictures all away | |
And now the time had come for me to go | |
To my love my tears I tried not to show | |
Chorus: | |
With tear drops on my face | |
Thinking ' bout that old homeplace | |
Riding across the planes in the rain | |
The letters from my dad described the war | |
His food was canned, his boots they made him sore | |
And one letter from my dad spoke of a friend | |
Who got lost between the water and the land | |
Now I' m the one writing letters to my son | |
I' ll be home as soon as the fightin' s done | |
With my gun in hand I guess it' s hard to see | |
What it was that used to be inside of me | |
Chorus | |
Today we moved in sight of the enemy | |
Though I didn' t even know what they had done | |
The general yelled to me, when I count to three | |
Get on your feet and start to run | |
That' s the last event I can recall | |
The tent was big but could not hold us all | |
Though I' ll never know what got the best of me | |
I swear I felt my dad looking over me | |
Chorus x2 |