Song | Dust Down A Country Road |
Artist | John Hiatt |
Album | Walk On |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Hiatt | |
Could not get to sleep | |
It was on my wedding night | |
I was tangled in the sheets | |
And i was dreaming of a light | |
Pouring from her window | |
Coming up through the floor | |
Lifting up the darkness | |
Crashing through my kitchen door | |
Down to that old oak table | |
I went to take a look | |
And my whole life flashed before me | |
Just like a story book | |
She used to make me breakfast | |
Or sit around and talk | |
Have another cup of coffee | |
Or maybe take a little walk | |
Chorus: | |
Dust down a country road | |
Blowing int he wind | |
Behind an old truck load | |
Up before the rooster crowed | |
There's an old dog staring | |
At the dust down a country road | |
And that truck is going somewhere | |
I just can't be sure | |
When tomorrow's just the day | |
After all that's gone before | |
And i always thought of leaving | |
I never could stay too long | |
Now her memory's catching up | |
And our sweet dreams are all gone | |
Chorus | |
If i had a bullet i'd put it in this gun | |
And i'd catch that old dog napping | |
And i'd shoot him before he runs | |
Cause he ain't much good for nothin' | |
Except staring at the dust | |
Lord i wonder what he's looking at | |
Sneaking up on us | |
Chorus |
zuo ci : Hiatt | |
Could not get to sleep | |
It was on my wedding night | |
I was tangled in the sheets | |
And i was dreaming of a light | |
Pouring from her window | |
Coming up through the floor | |
Lifting up the darkness | |
Crashing through my kitchen door | |
Down to that old oak table | |
I went to take a look | |
And my whole life flashed before me | |
Just like a story book | |
She used to make me breakfast | |
Or sit around and talk | |
Have another cup of coffee | |
Or maybe take a little walk | |
Chorus: | |
Dust down a country road | |
Blowing int he wind | |
Behind an old truck load | |
Up before the rooster crowed | |
There' s an old dog staring | |
At the dust down a country road | |
And that truck is going somewhere | |
I just can' t be sure | |
When tomorrow' s just the day | |
After all that' s gone before | |
And i always thought of leaving | |
I never could stay too long | |
Now her memory' s catching up | |
And our sweet dreams are all gone | |
Chorus | |
If i had a bullet i' d put it in this gun | |
And i' d catch that old dog napping | |
And i' d shoot him before he runs | |
Cause he ain' t much good for nothin' | |
Except staring at the dust | |
Lord i wonder what he' s looking at | |
Sneaking up on us | |
Chorus |
zuò cí : Hiatt | |
Could not get to sleep | |
It was on my wedding night | |
I was tangled in the sheets | |
And i was dreaming of a light | |
Pouring from her window | |
Coming up through the floor | |
Lifting up the darkness | |
Crashing through my kitchen door | |
Down to that old oak table | |
I went to take a look | |
And my whole life flashed before me | |
Just like a story book | |
She used to make me breakfast | |
Or sit around and talk | |
Have another cup of coffee | |
Or maybe take a little walk | |
Chorus: | |
Dust down a country road | |
Blowing int he wind | |
Behind an old truck load | |
Up before the rooster crowed | |
There' s an old dog staring | |
At the dust down a country road | |
And that truck is going somewhere | |
I just can' t be sure | |
When tomorrow' s just the day | |
After all that' s gone before | |
And i always thought of leaving | |
I never could stay too long | |
Now her memory' s catching up | |
And our sweet dreams are all gone | |
Chorus | |
If i had a bullet i' d put it in this gun | |
And i' d catch that old dog napping | |
And i' d shoot him before he runs | |
Cause he ain' t much good for nothin' | |
Except staring at the dust | |
Lord i wonder what he' s looking at | |
Sneaking up on us | |
Chorus |