Song | Bob Away My Blues |
Artist | The Marshall Tucker Band |
Album | Searchin' For A Rainbow |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Caldwell | |
Well I'm goin' down to the river | |
I've got a canepole in my hand | |
I've got my redworms in a | |
Maxwell house coffee can | |
I'm gonna sit under ashade tree on a riverbank where it's cool | |
I'm gonna close my eyes and dream and let the cork | |
Bob away my blues | |
Well I wake up every mornin' | |
I pick peaches all day | |
And on Saturday night we'll have a dance or two we might waller in the hay | |
Now the only thing that ever whipped my pa | |
Was this bad dude called old age | |
And his last years was his best years | |
And this is what he had to say | |
He said boy | |
I've worked this dirt all my life but things ain't been good for awhile | |
Why don't you move to the city make a little money you might be the first one in | |
The family ever to die with a smile | |
Well I took his advice things goin' well | |
But my friends are far and few | |
But whoever said a city boy can't have the country blues | |
Whoever said a city boy can't have the country blues | |
Whoever said a city boy can't have the country blues | |
Well honey they ain't talked to me and you |
zuo ci : Caldwell | |
Well I' m goin' down to the river | |
I' ve got a canepole in my hand | |
I' ve got my redworms in a | |
Maxwell house coffee can | |
I' m gonna sit under ashade tree on a riverbank where it' s cool | |
I' m gonna close my eyes and dream and let the cork | |
Bob away my blues | |
Well I wake up every mornin' | |
I pick peaches all day | |
And on Saturday night we' ll have a dance or two we might waller in the hay | |
Now the only thing that ever whipped my pa | |
Was this bad dude called old age | |
And his last years was his best years | |
And this is what he had to say | |
He said boy | |
I' ve worked this dirt all my life but things ain' t been good for awhile | |
Why don' t you move to the city make a little money you might be the first one in | |
The family ever to die with a smile | |
Well I took his advice things goin' well | |
But my friends are far and few | |
But whoever said a city boy can' t have the country blues | |
Whoever said a city boy can' t have the country blues | |
Whoever said a city boy can' t have the country blues | |
Well honey they ain' t talked to me and you |
zuò cí : Caldwell | |
Well I' m goin' down to the river | |
I' ve got a canepole in my hand | |
I' ve got my redworms in a | |
Maxwell house coffee can | |
I' m gonna sit under ashade tree on a riverbank where it' s cool | |
I' m gonna close my eyes and dream and let the cork | |
Bob away my blues | |
Well I wake up every mornin' | |
I pick peaches all day | |
And on Saturday night we' ll have a dance or two we might waller in the hay | |
Now the only thing that ever whipped my pa | |
Was this bad dude called old age | |
And his last years was his best years | |
And this is what he had to say | |
He said boy | |
I' ve worked this dirt all my life but things ain' t been good for awhile | |
Why don' t you move to the city make a little money you might be the first one in | |
The family ever to die with a smile | |
Well I took his advice things goin' well | |
But my friends are far and few | |
But whoever said a city boy can' t have the country blues | |
Whoever said a city boy can' t have the country blues | |
Whoever said a city boy can' t have the country blues | |
Well honey they ain' t talked to me and you |