| Song | When The Leaves Have Fallen |
| Artist | Willy Mason |
| Album | If The Ocean Gets Rough |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Mason | |
| when the leaves have fallen from the last live tree | |
| will you still be calling with a song for me | |
| when the rocks are empty of the gold we seek | |
| will you give me reason reason to move my feet | |
| when the disillusioned are cleaned off the streets | |
| will you clean my shirt and hide me from police | |
| when i no longer follow another mans beliefs | |
| will you walk with me when i'm on my own two feet | |
| when we've finally poisoned every last threatening beast | |
| will you make my heart pound and shake up my beliefs | |
| when each lock is picked and posession means to lose | |
| will we sleep sound while the rich shake in their shoes | |
| until they learn to sing the blues | |
| when the dogs are called off on their search for truth | |
| will you sit with me while they howl whats the use | |
| when the ocean swallows up the priests on higher ground | |
| will you swim with me my love deep into the sound |
| zuo qu : Mason | |
| when the leaves have fallen from the last live tree | |
| will you still be calling with a song for me | |
| when the rocks are empty of the gold we seek | |
| will you give me reason reason to move my feet | |
| when the disillusioned are cleaned off the streets | |
| will you clean my shirt and hide me from police | |
| when i no longer follow another mans beliefs | |
| will you walk with me when i' m on my own two feet | |
| when we' ve finally poisoned every last threatening beast | |
| will you make my heart pound and shake up my beliefs | |
| when each lock is picked and posession means to lose | |
| will we sleep sound while the rich shake in their shoes | |
| until they learn to sing the blues | |
| when the dogs are called off on their search for truth | |
| will you sit with me while they howl whats the use | |
| when the ocean swallows up the priests on higher ground | |
| will you swim with me my love deep into the sound |
| zuò qǔ : Mason | |
| when the leaves have fallen from the last live tree | |
| will you still be calling with a song for me | |
| when the rocks are empty of the gold we seek | |
| will you give me reason reason to move my feet | |
| when the disillusioned are cleaned off the streets | |
| will you clean my shirt and hide me from police | |
| when i no longer follow another mans beliefs | |
| will you walk with me when i' m on my own two feet | |
| when we' ve finally poisoned every last threatening beast | |
| will you make my heart pound and shake up my beliefs | |
| when each lock is picked and posession means to lose | |
| will we sleep sound while the rich shake in their shoes | |
| until they learn to sing the blues | |
| when the dogs are called off on their search for truth | |
| will you sit with me while they howl whats the use | |
| when the ocean swallows up the priests on higher ground | |
| will you swim with me my love deep into the sound |