Song | Wonder Could I Live There Anymore |
Artist | Wanda Jackson |
Album | I've Gotta Sing |
作词 : Rice | |
Have you ever been awaken by the crowing of a rooster | |
While the night do still heavy on the ground | |
And the voice of | |
Uncle Ben seems to break the morning silence | |
Bringing light to windows all around | |
It's time to rise and shine start another hard work day | |
Get the cows in and start the milking chores | |
It's nice to think about it maybe even visit but | |
I wonder could | |
I live there anymore [ steel - guitar ] | |
Something bout the smell of cornbread cooking on a wood stove | |
Seems to bring a picture to my mind | |
Of a little three room house with mama in the kitchen | |
But she can't stop to talk ain't got the time | |
She's a fixing dad his supper he's a working over time | |
Trying to pay our bill at the grocery store | |
It's nice to think about it maybe even visit but | |
I wonder could | |
I live there anymore [ steel - guitar ] | |
As I think about my childhood and of my old hometown | |
I don't really miss 'em like before | |
It's nice to think about it maybe even visit but | |
I wonder could | |
I live there anymore |
zuò cí : Rice | |
Have you ever been awaken by the crowing of a rooster | |
While the night do still heavy on the ground | |
And the voice of | |
Uncle Ben seems to break the morning silence | |
Bringing light to windows all around | |
It' s time to rise and shine start another hard work day | |
Get the cows in and start the milking chores | |
It' s nice to think about it maybe even visit but | |
I wonder could | |
I live there anymore steel guitar | |
Something bout the smell of cornbread cooking on a wood stove | |
Seems to bring a picture to my mind | |
Of a little three room house with mama in the kitchen | |
But she can' t stop to talk ain' t got the time | |
She' s a fixing dad his supper he' s a working over time | |
Trying to pay our bill at the grocery store | |
It' s nice to think about it maybe even visit but | |
I wonder could | |
I live there anymore steel guitar | |
As I think about my childhood and of my old hometown | |
I don' t really miss ' em like before | |
It' s nice to think about it maybe even visit but | |
I wonder could | |
I live there anymore |