| Song | Bugler |
| Artist | The Byrds |
| Album | Farther Along |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Murray | |
| Back when cattle creek used to sing | |
| It's waters were sweet and it's banks were green | |
| And sunny days, went on forever | |
| Me and old bugler, we'd run wild | |
| Bluetick hound and the redneck child | |
| We thought we were, birds of a feather | |
| Ah the fish would bite, my how they'd bite | |
| We'd catch them possoms in the pail moonlight | |
| For ma, just to please her | |
| Bugler's voice like gabriel's horn | |
| Up in the cypress, all down through the corn | |
| Golden sounds, yes to treasure | |
| ChorusBugler, bugler, bless your hide | |
| Jesus gonna take you for a chariot ride | |
| Say goodbye, say goodbye | |
| One day ma she brought the news | |
| She said, honey young bugler's done paid his dues | |
| He's been hit down, yes on that highway | |
| Dry your eyes and stand up straight | |
| Bugler's got a place at the pearly gates | |
| Say goodbye sugar, oh say goodbye | |
| Repeat chorus |
| zuo ci : Murray | |
| Back when cattle creek used to sing | |
| It' s waters were sweet and it' s banks were green | |
| And sunny days, went on forever | |
| Me and old bugler, we' d run wild | |
| Bluetick hound and the redneck child | |
| We thought we were, birds of a feather | |
| Ah the fish would bite, my how they' d bite | |
| We' d catch them possoms in the pail moonlight | |
| For ma, just to please her | |
| Bugler' s voice like gabriel' s horn | |
| Up in the cypress, all down through the corn | |
| Golden sounds, yes to treasure | |
| ChorusBugler, bugler, bless your hide | |
| Jesus gonna take you for a chariot ride | |
| Say goodbye, say goodbye | |
| One day ma she brought the news | |
| She said, honey young bugler' s done paid his dues | |
| He' s been hit down, yes on that highway | |
| Dry your eyes and stand up straight | |
| Bugler' s got a place at the pearly gates | |
| Say goodbye sugar, oh say goodbye | |
| Repeat chorus |
| zuò cí : Murray | |
| Back when cattle creek used to sing | |
| It' s waters were sweet and it' s banks were green | |
| And sunny days, went on forever | |
| Me and old bugler, we' d run wild | |
| Bluetick hound and the redneck child | |
| We thought we were, birds of a feather | |
| Ah the fish would bite, my how they' d bite | |
| We' d catch them possoms in the pail moonlight | |
| For ma, just to please her | |
| Bugler' s voice like gabriel' s horn | |
| Up in the cypress, all down through the corn | |
| Golden sounds, yes to treasure | |
| ChorusBugler, bugler, bless your hide | |
| Jesus gonna take you for a chariot ride | |
| Say goodbye, say goodbye | |
| One day ma she brought the news | |
| She said, honey young bugler' s done paid his dues | |
| He' s been hit down, yes on that highway | |
| Dry your eyes and stand up straight | |
| Bugler' s got a place at the pearly gates | |
| Say goodbye sugar, oh say goodbye | |
| Repeat chorus |