Song | Forty Again |
Artist | John Berry |
Album | Faces |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Greenebaum, Seals, Setser | |
(John Greenebaum/Troy Seals/Eddie Setser) | |
Still the same old neighborhood like many years ago | |
Houses sit in white picket frames like | |
Rockwells in a row | |
I've always been a rebel son but daddy didn't mind | |
He wanted me to chase my dreams the way he did one time | |
Now he's on the front porch as | |
I get out of my car | |
And as my father's eyes meet mine there's one wish in my heart | |
I'm wishin' my daddy was forty again | |
He would be young and | |
I would be ten | |
We would go fishin' throw an old ball around | |
Wash his truck go into town | |
We can never go back to the way it was then | |
Just for today | |
I wish he was forty again | |
Now we'll sit and talk for hour of life out on the road | |
What I've seen and where | |
I've been and journeys left to go | |
Mama looks at both of us "you're like two kids I swear" | |
Then the stories turn to laughter before the leaving turns to tears | |
I'm wishing my daddy was forty again | |
Hw would be young and | |
I would be ten | |
We would go fishin' throw an old ball around | |
Wash his old truck go into town | |
We could never go back to the way it was then | |
Just for today | |
I wish he was forty again | |
Oh,and just for today | |
I wish he was forty again |
zuo ci : Greenebaum, Seals, Setser | |
John Greenebaum Troy Seals Eddie Setser | |
Still the same old neighborhood like many years ago | |
Houses sit in white picket frames like | |
Rockwells in a row | |
I' ve always been a rebel son but daddy didn' t mind | |
He wanted me to chase my dreams the way he did one time | |
Now he' s on the front porch as | |
I get out of my car | |
And as my father' s eyes meet mine there' s one wish in my heart | |
I' m wishin' my daddy was forty again | |
He would be young and | |
I would be ten | |
We would go fishin' throw an old ball around | |
Wash his truck go into town | |
We can never go back to the way it was then | |
Just for today | |
I wish he was forty again | |
Now we' ll sit and talk for hour of life out on the road | |
What I' ve seen and where | |
I' ve been and journeys left to go | |
Mama looks at both of us " you' re like two kids I swear" | |
Then the stories turn to laughter before the leaving turns to tears | |
I' m wishing my daddy was forty again | |
Hw would be young and | |
I would be ten | |
We would go fishin' throw an old ball around | |
Wash his old truck go into town | |
We could never go back to the way it was then | |
Just for today | |
I wish he was forty again | |
Oh, and just for today | |
I wish he was forty again |
zuò cí : Greenebaum, Seals, Setser | |
John Greenebaum Troy Seals Eddie Setser | |
Still the same old neighborhood like many years ago | |
Houses sit in white picket frames like | |
Rockwells in a row | |
I' ve always been a rebel son but daddy didn' t mind | |
He wanted me to chase my dreams the way he did one time | |
Now he' s on the front porch as | |
I get out of my car | |
And as my father' s eyes meet mine there' s one wish in my heart | |
I' m wishin' my daddy was forty again | |
He would be young and | |
I would be ten | |
We would go fishin' throw an old ball around | |
Wash his truck go into town | |
We can never go back to the way it was then | |
Just for today | |
I wish he was forty again | |
Now we' ll sit and talk for hour of life out on the road | |
What I' ve seen and where | |
I' ve been and journeys left to go | |
Mama looks at both of us " you' re like two kids I swear" | |
Then the stories turn to laughter before the leaving turns to tears | |
I' m wishing my daddy was forty again | |
Hw would be young and | |
I would be ten | |
We would go fishin' throw an old ball around | |
Wash his old truck go into town | |
We could never go back to the way it was then | |
Just for today | |
I wish he was forty again | |
Oh, and just for today | |
I wish he was forty again |