| Song | Don't Beat Me Down |
| Artist | Gordon Lightfoot |
| Album | United Artists Collection, The |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Lightfoot | |
| When he was a man, my father would stand | |
| I never saw him run | |
| There wasn't anyone could make the man bend | |
| And the strength of his will was the tool of his trade | |
| And he did his work well | |
| Till the powers that be took a liking to him | |
| And they traded his body for a cold empty shell | |
| Don't beat me down | |
| Don't beat me down | |
| I've got something to say | |
| Don't you stand in my way | |
| And don't beat me down | |
| When i was a youth, i found the truth | |
| In the eyes of a friend | |
| There wasn't anyone could make the light dim | |
| And we talked and we rambled and we gambled to win | |
| And the learning was good | |
| Till the powers that be to a liking to him | |
| And they traded their fortunes for the sight of his blood | |
| When i was a child my mother smiled | |
| At the cradle she bought | |
| For the little tot she held to her breast | |
| And the song that she sang was an anthem to love | |
| It was all that i heard | |
| Till the powers that be took a liking to me | |
| And they told me that love was a four-letter word | |
| Don't beat me down | |
| Don't beat me down | |
| I've got one life to live | |
| And that's all i can give | |
| So don't beat me down | |
| Now i've got a place, got a worried face | |
| And the question in mind | |
| Please let me find a reason somehow | |
| Why some reap the harvest while other men die | |
| And the joker runs wild | |
| And if powers that be take a liking to us | |
| Then we all must return to the ways of a child | |
| We all must return to the ways of a child | |
| So don't beat me down | |
| Don't beat me down | |
| I've got something to say | |
| Don't you stand in my way | |
| And don't beat me down | |
| I've got one life to life | |
| And that's all i can give | |
| So don't beat me down | |
| Don't beat me down | |
| Don't beat me down |
| zuo ci : Lightfoot | |
| When he was a man, my father would stand | |
| I never saw him run | |
| There wasn' t anyone could make the man bend | |
| And the strength of his will was the tool of his trade | |
| And he did his work well | |
| Till the powers that be took a liking to him | |
| And they traded his body for a cold empty shell | |
| Don' t beat me down | |
| Don' t beat me down | |
| I' ve got something to say | |
| Don' t you stand in my way | |
| And don' t beat me down | |
| When i was a youth, i found the truth | |
| In the eyes of a friend | |
| There wasn' t anyone could make the light dim | |
| And we talked and we rambled and we gambled to win | |
| And the learning was good | |
| Till the powers that be to a liking to him | |
| And they traded their fortunes for the sight of his blood | |
| When i was a child my mother smiled | |
| At the cradle she bought | |
| For the little tot she held to her breast | |
| And the song that she sang was an anthem to love | |
| It was all that i heard | |
| Till the powers that be took a liking to me | |
| And they told me that love was a fourletter word | |
| Don' t beat me down | |
| Don' t beat me down | |
| I' ve got one life to live | |
| And that' s all i can give | |
| So don' t beat me down | |
| Now i' ve got a place, got a worried face | |
| And the question in mind | |
| Please let me find a reason somehow | |
| Why some reap the harvest while other men die | |
| And the joker runs wild | |
| And if powers that be take a liking to us | |
| Then we all must return to the ways of a child | |
| We all must return to the ways of a child | |
| So don' t beat me down | |
| Don' t beat me down | |
| I' ve got something to say | |
| Don' t you stand in my way | |
| And don' t beat me down | |
| I' ve got one life to life | |
| And that' s all i can give | |
| So don' t beat me down | |
| Don' t beat me down | |
| Don' t beat me down |
| zuò cí : Lightfoot | |
| When he was a man, my father would stand | |
| I never saw him run | |
| There wasn' t anyone could make the man bend | |
| And the strength of his will was the tool of his trade | |
| And he did his work well | |
| Till the powers that be took a liking to him | |
| And they traded his body for a cold empty shell | |
| Don' t beat me down | |
| Don' t beat me down | |
| I' ve got something to say | |
| Don' t you stand in my way | |
| And don' t beat me down | |
| When i was a youth, i found the truth | |
| In the eyes of a friend | |
| There wasn' t anyone could make the light dim | |
| And we talked and we rambled and we gambled to win | |
| And the learning was good | |
| Till the powers that be to a liking to him | |
| And they traded their fortunes for the sight of his blood | |
| When i was a child my mother smiled | |
| At the cradle she bought | |
| For the little tot she held to her breast | |
| And the song that she sang was an anthem to love | |
| It was all that i heard | |
| Till the powers that be took a liking to me | |
| And they told me that love was a fourletter word | |
| Don' t beat me down | |
| Don' t beat me down | |
| I' ve got one life to live | |
| And that' s all i can give | |
| So don' t beat me down | |
| Now i' ve got a place, got a worried face | |
| And the question in mind | |
| Please let me find a reason somehow | |
| Why some reap the harvest while other men die | |
| And the joker runs wild | |
| And if powers that be take a liking to us | |
| Then we all must return to the ways of a child | |
| We all must return to the ways of a child | |
| So don' t beat me down | |
| Don' t beat me down | |
| I' ve got something to say | |
| Don' t you stand in my way | |
| And don' t beat me down | |
| I' ve got one life to life | |
| And that' s all i can give | |
| So don' t beat me down | |
| Don' t beat me down | |
| Don' t beat me down |