Song | Little Red Shoes |
Artist | Loretta Lynn |
Album | Van Lear Rose |
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作词 : White | |
I was 11 months old, | |
I was just startin' to walk | |
And daddy always kept, a big stick behind the door | |
Just in case somebody was to come in | |
That was drunk on moonshine | |
You know and daddy had to do something about it | |
Anyway, this woman, we called her old | |
Aunt BoydShe come in and she was telling mommy about her | |
Uh, husband, she thinks is going out with this woman in | |
Paintsville | |
So she reared back with that big stick | |
Showing mommy how she was going | |
To hit this woman in the head with it | |
And when she went back with it, she hit me in the head | |
And Mommy said, | |
I cried for 5 days | |
And she said | |
I, that fifth night | |
I had a great big knot that show up | |
Right in the middle of my forehead | |
And, you know, the only thing | |
I remember | |
I don’t remember no pain, but | |
I just remember mommy | |
And daddy carrying me in this old quilt | |
That Mommy had made out of overhalls | |
The knots kept getting bigger and bigger | |
And she took me to the doctor | |
And that stuff called mesitor, something like that | |
Mommy said it made both ears | |
Flat to my face and | |
I ain’t got very big ears | |
And them, told | |
MommyThat | |
I would that | |
I was going to die | |
And that happened like four times | |
So I didn’t walk till | |
I was almost 5 | |
It was, it was kind of a mess | |
Oh, I forgot about the shoes | |
Well, shoot, | |
I hadn’t, | |
I’d never had a pair of shoes | |
And Mommy had went, took me to the hospital | |
You know, to see what that was | |
If they couldn’t do something, but they wouldn’t keep me | |
Because Mommy and | |
Daddy didn’t have no money | |
They just tell ‘em to take me home and let me die, you know | |
Because there wasn’t nothing they could do about | |
That kind of disease, | |
I guessAnd, um, mommy told daddy, says, “ | |
Ted, you take her | |
Down the street, you carry her down the street"And said, “Let me try this store here”And Mommy went in and told them the story that I was dyingThat she had to carry me twelve miles to townAnd twelve miles back and that I had no shoesThat place, I think it was Murphy’s 5 and 10And they’re still there in Paintsville, KentuckyAnd I think that they told MommyThat they wasn’t in business to give shoes awayMommy told daddy, says, “Carry Loretta on down a little farther”Said, “And let me stop in another store" | |
And Mommy went right back to the same store | |
When the guy’s back was turned she stole these little red shoes | |
And I remember on the big’old bridge that went across the river | |
It went way up high and was | |
I’ve always been scared of that bridge | |
That took me across the big | |
Sandy River | |
Mommy pulled them out from under | |
That yellow jacket that she was wearing | |
And she was putting them red shoes on me | |
And I thought them was the prettiest things | |
I ever saw in my life | |
And daddy started crying and | |
I wondered why | |
And he said, “ | |
Clerie, we’re not going to make it home” | |
And mommy put the shoes on me and daddy took off running | |
And run all the way ahead t’ | |
Butcher Holler with me | |
And Mommy never had a chance to carry me any farther | |
And that’s almost twelve miles that daddy run with me | |
But daddy knew that the cops was going to get us | |
He left Mommy standing and he took off in a dead run | |
I remember him running but | |
I didn’t know what for | |
And I remember asking mommy, “ | |
Mommy, why is | |
Daddy running?” | |
I remember her hollering, “ | |
To put your little red shoes away | |
Honey, when you get home” | |
Can you believe that? | |
So I wrote a song called “ | |
Put My Little | |
Red Shoes | |
Away”You know, they’re my little red shoes | |
And I don’t want ‘em to get to be dirty |
zuo ci : White | |
I was 11 months old, | |
I was just startin' to walk | |
And daddy always kept, a big stick behind the door | |
Just in case somebody was to come in | |
That was drunk on moonshine | |
You know and daddy had to do something about it | |
Anyway, this woman, we called her old | |
Aunt BoydShe come in and she was telling mommy about her | |
Uh, husband, she thinks is going out with this woman in | |
Paintsville | |
So she reared back with that big stick | |
Showing mommy how she was going | |
To hit this woman in the head with it | |
And when she went back with it, she hit me in the head | |
And Mommy said, | |
I cried for 5 days | |
And she said | |
I, that fifth night | |
I had a great big knot that show up | |
Right in the middle of my forehead | |
And, you know, the only thing | |
I remember | |
I don' t remember no pain, but | |
I just remember mommy | |
And daddy carrying me in this old quilt | |
That Mommy had made out of overhalls | |
The knots kept getting bigger and bigger | |
And she took me to the doctor | |
And that stuff called mesitor, something like that | |
Mommy said it made both ears | |
Flat to my face and | |
I ain' t got very big ears | |
And them, told | |
MommyThat | |
I would that | |
I was going to die | |
And that happened like four times | |
So I didn' t walk till | |
I was almost 5 | |
It was, it was kind of a mess | |
Oh, I forgot about the shoes | |
Well, shoot, | |
I hadn' t, | |
I' d never had a pair of shoes | |
And Mommy had went, took me to the hospital | |
You know, to see what that was | |
If they couldn' t do something, but they wouldn' t keep me | |
Because Mommy and | |
Daddy didn' t have no money | |
They just tell ' em to take me home and let me die, you know | |
Because there wasn' t nothing they could do about | |
That kind of disease, | |
I guessAnd, um, mommy told daddy, says, " | |
Ted, you take her | |
Down the street, you carry her down the street" And said, " Let me try this store here" And Mommy went in and told them the story that I was dyingThat she had to carry me twelve miles to townAnd twelve miles back and that I had no shoesThat place, I think it was Murphy' s 5 and 10And they' re still there in Paintsville, KentuckyAnd I think that they told MommyThat they wasn' t in business to give shoes awayMommy told daddy, says, " Carry Loretta on down a little farther" Said, " And let me stop in another store" | |
And Mommy went right back to the same store | |
When the guy' s back was turned she stole these little red shoes | |
And I remember on the big' old bridge that went across the river | |
It went way up high and was | |
I' ve always been scared of that bridge | |
That took me across the big | |
Sandy River | |
Mommy pulled them out from under | |
That yellow jacket that she was wearing | |
And she was putting them red shoes on me | |
And I thought them was the prettiest things | |
I ever saw in my life | |
And daddy started crying and | |
I wondered why | |
And he said, " | |
Clerie, we' re not going to make it home" | |
And mommy put the shoes on me and daddy took off running | |
And run all the way ahead t' | |
Butcher Holler with me | |
And Mommy never had a chance to carry me any farther | |
And that' s almost twelve miles that daddy run with me | |
But daddy knew that the cops was going to get us | |
He left Mommy standing and he took off in a dead run | |
I remember him running but | |
I didn' t know what for | |
And I remember asking mommy, " | |
Mommy, why is | |
Daddy running?" | |
I remember her hollering, " | |
To put your little red shoes away | |
Honey, when you get home" | |
Can you believe that? | |
So I wrote a song called " | |
Put My Little | |
Red Shoes | |
Away" You know, they' re my little red shoes | |
And I don' t want ' em to get to be dirty |
zuò cí : White | |
I was 11 months old, | |
I was just startin' to walk | |
And daddy always kept, a big stick behind the door | |
Just in case somebody was to come in | |
That was drunk on moonshine | |
You know and daddy had to do something about it | |
Anyway, this woman, we called her old | |
Aunt BoydShe come in and she was telling mommy about her | |
Uh, husband, she thinks is going out with this woman in | |
Paintsville | |
So she reared back with that big stick | |
Showing mommy how she was going | |
To hit this woman in the head with it | |
And when she went back with it, she hit me in the head | |
And Mommy said, | |
I cried for 5 days | |
And she said | |
I, that fifth night | |
I had a great big knot that show up | |
Right in the middle of my forehead | |
And, you know, the only thing | |
I remember | |
I don' t remember no pain, but | |
I just remember mommy | |
And daddy carrying me in this old quilt | |
That Mommy had made out of overhalls | |
The knots kept getting bigger and bigger | |
And she took me to the doctor | |
And that stuff called mesitor, something like that | |
Mommy said it made both ears | |
Flat to my face and | |
I ain' t got very big ears | |
And them, told | |
MommyThat | |
I would that | |
I was going to die | |
And that happened like four times | |
So I didn' t walk till | |
I was almost 5 | |
It was, it was kind of a mess | |
Oh, I forgot about the shoes | |
Well, shoot, | |
I hadn' t, | |
I' d never had a pair of shoes | |
And Mommy had went, took me to the hospital | |
You know, to see what that was | |
If they couldn' t do something, but they wouldn' t keep me | |
Because Mommy and | |
Daddy didn' t have no money | |
They just tell ' em to take me home and let me die, you know | |
Because there wasn' t nothing they could do about | |
That kind of disease, | |
I guessAnd, um, mommy told daddy, says, " | |
Ted, you take her | |
Down the street, you carry her down the street" And said, " Let me try this store here" And Mommy went in and told them the story that I was dyingThat she had to carry me twelve miles to townAnd twelve miles back and that I had no shoesThat place, I think it was Murphy' s 5 and 10And they' re still there in Paintsville, KentuckyAnd I think that they told MommyThat they wasn' t in business to give shoes awayMommy told daddy, says, " Carry Loretta on down a little farther" Said, " And let me stop in another store" | |
And Mommy went right back to the same store | |
When the guy' s back was turned she stole these little red shoes | |
And I remember on the big' old bridge that went across the river | |
It went way up high and was | |
I' ve always been scared of that bridge | |
That took me across the big | |
Sandy River | |
Mommy pulled them out from under | |
That yellow jacket that she was wearing | |
And she was putting them red shoes on me | |
And I thought them was the prettiest things | |
I ever saw in my life | |
And daddy started crying and | |
I wondered why | |
And he said, " | |
Clerie, we' re not going to make it home" | |
And mommy put the shoes on me and daddy took off running | |
And run all the way ahead t' | |
Butcher Holler with me | |
And Mommy never had a chance to carry me any farther | |
And that' s almost twelve miles that daddy run with me | |
But daddy knew that the cops was going to get us | |
He left Mommy standing and he took off in a dead run | |
I remember him running but | |
I didn' t know what for | |
And I remember asking mommy, " | |
Mommy, why is | |
Daddy running?" | |
I remember her hollering, " | |
To put your little red shoes away | |
Honey, when you get home" | |
Can you believe that? | |
So I wrote a song called " | |
Put My Little | |
Red Shoes | |
Away" You know, they' re my little red shoes | |
And I don' t want ' em to get to be dirty |