Golden Autumn Day - 2007 Remastered Lyrics

Song	Golden Autumn Day - 2007 Remastered
Artist	Van Morrison
Album	Back On Top
Download	Image LRC TXT

	作词 : Morrison
	Well I heard the bells ringing, I was thinking about winning
	In this God forsaken place
	When my confidence was well, then I tripped and I felt
	Right flat on my face
	Now I'm standing erect, and I feel like coming back
	And the sun is shining gold
	Put a smile on my face, get back in the human race
	And get on with the show
	And I'm taking in the Indian Summer
	And I'm soaking it up in my mind
	And I'm pretending that it's paradise
	On a golden autumn day, on a golden autumn day
	On a golden autumn day, an a golden autumn day
	In the wee midnight hour I was parking my car
	In this dimly lit town,
	I was attacked by two thugs, who took me for a mug
	And shoved me down on the ground
	And they pulled out a knife, and I fought my way up
	As they scarpered from the scene
	Well this is no New York street, and there's no Bobby on the beat
	And things ain't just what they seem
	And I'm taking in the Indian Summer
	And I'm soaking it up in my mind
	And I'm pretending that it's paradise
	On a golden autumn day, on a golden autumn day
	On a golden autumn day, an a golden autumn day
	Who would think this could happen in a city like this
	Among Blake's green and pleasant hills,
	And we must remember as we go through September
	Among these dark satanic mills
	If there's such a thing as justice I could take them out and flog them
	In the nearest green field
	And it might be a lesson to the bleeders of the system
	In this whole society
	And I'm taking in the Indian Summer
	And I'm soaking it up in my mind
	And I'm pretending like it's paradise
	On a golden autumn day, on a golden autumn day
	On a golden autumn day, on a golden autumn day, golden autumn day ...

	zuo ci : Morrison
	Well I heard the bells ringing, I was thinking about winning
	In this God forsaken place
	When my confidence was well, then I tripped and I felt
	Right flat on my face
	Now I' m standing erect, and I feel like coming back
	And the sun is shining gold
	Put a smile on my face, get back in the human race
	And get on with the show
	And I' m taking in the Indian Summer
	And I' m soaking it up in my mind
	And I' m pretending that it' s paradise
	On a golden autumn day, on a golden autumn day
	On a golden autumn day, an a golden autumn day
	In the wee midnight hour I was parking my car
	In this dimly lit town,
	I was attacked by two thugs, who took me for a mug
	And shoved me down on the ground
	And they pulled out a knife, and I fought my way up
	As they scarpered from the scene
	Well this is no New York street, and there' s no Bobby on the beat
	And things ain' t just what they seem
	And I' m taking in the Indian Summer
	And I' m soaking it up in my mind
	And I' m pretending that it' s paradise
	On a golden autumn day, on a golden autumn day
	On a golden autumn day, an a golden autumn day
	Who would think this could happen in a city like this
	Among Blake' s green and pleasant hills,
	And we must remember as we go through September
	Among these dark satanic mills
	If there' s such a thing as justice I could take them out and flog them
	In the nearest green field
	And it might be a lesson to the bleeders of the system
	In this whole society
	And I' m taking in the Indian Summer
	And I' m soaking it up in my mind
	And I' m pretending like it' s paradise
	On a golden autumn day, on a golden autumn day
	On a golden autumn day, on a golden autumn day, golden autumn day ...

	zuò cí : Morrison
	Well I heard the bells ringing, I was thinking about winning
	In this God forsaken place
	When my confidence was well, then I tripped and I felt
	Right flat on my face
	Now I' m standing erect, and I feel like coming back
	And the sun is shining gold
	Put a smile on my face, get back in the human race
	And get on with the show
	And I' m taking in the Indian Summer
	And I' m soaking it up in my mind
	And I' m pretending that it' s paradise
	On a golden autumn day, on a golden autumn day
	On a golden autumn day, an a golden autumn day
	In the wee midnight hour I was parking my car
	In this dimly lit town,
	I was attacked by two thugs, who took me for a mug
	And shoved me down on the ground
	And they pulled out a knife, and I fought my way up
	As they scarpered from the scene
	Well this is no New York street, and there' s no Bobby on the beat
	And things ain' t just what they seem
	And I' m taking in the Indian Summer
	And I' m soaking it up in my mind
	And I' m pretending that it' s paradise
	On a golden autumn day, on a golden autumn day
	On a golden autumn day, an a golden autumn day
	Who would think this could happen in a city like this
	Among Blake' s green and pleasant hills,
	And we must remember as we go through September
	Among these dark satanic mills
	If there' s such a thing as justice I could take them out and flog them
	In the nearest green field
	And it might be a lesson to the bleeders of the system
	In this whole society
	And I' m taking in the Indian Summer
	And I' m soaking it up in my mind
	And I' m pretending like it' s paradise
	On a golden autumn day, on a golden autumn day
	On a golden autumn day, on a golden autumn day, golden autumn day ...

Golden Autumn Day - 2007 Remastered Lyrics

YouTube Results (More on YouTube)