| Song | Buffalo River Home |
| Artist | John Hiatt |
| Album | Greatest Hits And More |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:00.00] | 作词 : Hiatt |
| [00:19.92] | I've been taking off and landing but this airport's closed |
| [00:27.39] | And how much thicker this fog is gonna get god only knows |
| [00:36.99] | Just when you think that you've got a grip |
| [00:40.62] | Reality sneaks off it gives you the slip |
| [00:45.27] | As if you ever knew what it was taking you down the line |
| [00:51.90] | Chorus: |
| [00:52.08] | Tearing through the cottonfields and bus shelters |
| [00:56.79] | Of the south running helter skelter |
| [01:00.57] | Down through the mississippi delta |
| [01:04.38] | With no place to call your own |
| [01:08.46] | Mixing up drinks with mixed feelings |
| [01:13.35] | All along the paint was peeling |
| [01:16.92] | Down to an indian blanket on a pony |
| [01:20.76] | With no rider in the flesh and bone |
| [01:25.86] | Looking for his buffalo river home |
| [01:47.85] | I've been circling the wagons down at times square |
| [01:55.47] | Trying to fi'll up this hole in my soul but nothing fits there |
| [02:04.86] | Hust when you think you can let it rip |
| [02:08.40] | You're pounding the pavement in your daddy's wingtips |
| [02:13.05] | As if you had some place better to go |
| [02:16.41] | Or a better way to get there |
| [02:43.17] | Chorus |
| [03:15.15] | Now there's only two things in life but i forget what they are |
| [03:22.89] | It seems we're either hanging on a moonbeams coat tails |
| [03:26.97] | Or wishing on stars |
| [03:32.40] | Just when you think that you've been gyped |
| [03:36.06] | The bearded lady comes and does a double back flip |
| [03:39.93] | And you run off and join the circus |
| [03:43.14] | Yeah, you just let that pony ride |
| [00:00.00] | zuo ci : Hiatt |
| [00:19.92] | I' ve been taking off and landing but this airport' s closed |
| [00:27.39] | And how much thicker this fog is gonna get god only knows |
| [00:36.99] | Just when you think that you' ve got a grip |
| [00:40.62] | Reality sneaks off it gives you the slip |
| [00:45.27] | As if you ever knew what it was taking you down the line |
| [00:51.90] | Chorus: |
| [00:52.08] | Tearing through the cottonfields and bus shelters |
| [00:56.79] | Of the south running helter skelter |
| [01:00.57] | Down through the mississippi delta |
| [01:04.38] | With no place to call your own |
| [01:08.46] | Mixing up drinks with mixed feelings |
| [01:13.35] | All along the paint was peeling |
| [01:16.92] | Down to an indian blanket on a pony |
| [01:20.76] | With no rider in the flesh and bone |
| [01:25.86] | Looking for his buffalo river home |
| [01:47.85] | I' ve been circling the wagons down at times square |
| [01:55.47] | Trying to fi' ll up this hole in my soul but nothing fits there |
| [02:04.86] | Hust when you think you can let it rip |
| [02:08.40] | You' re pounding the pavement in your daddy' s wingtips |
| [02:13.05] | As if you had some place better to go |
| [02:16.41] | Or a better way to get there |
| [02:43.17] | Chorus |
| [03:15.15] | Now there' s only two things in life but i forget what they are |
| [03:22.89] | It seems we' re either hanging on a moonbeams coat tails |
| [03:26.97] | Or wishing on stars |
| [03:32.40] | Just when you think that you' ve been gyped |
| [03:36.06] | The bearded lady comes and does a double back flip |
| [03:39.93] | And you run off and join the circus |
| [03:43.14] | Yeah, you just let that pony ride |
| [00:00.00] | zuò cí : Hiatt |
| [00:19.92] | I' ve been taking off and landing but this airport' s closed |
| [00:27.39] | And how much thicker this fog is gonna get god only knows |
| [00:36.99] | Just when you think that you' ve got a grip |
| [00:40.62] | Reality sneaks off it gives you the slip |
| [00:45.27] | As if you ever knew what it was taking you down the line |
| [00:51.90] | Chorus: |
| [00:52.08] | Tearing through the cottonfields and bus shelters |
| [00:56.79] | Of the south running helter skelter |
| [01:00.57] | Down through the mississippi delta |
| [01:04.38] | With no place to call your own |
| [01:08.46] | Mixing up drinks with mixed feelings |
| [01:13.35] | All along the paint was peeling |
| [01:16.92] | Down to an indian blanket on a pony |
| [01:20.76] | With no rider in the flesh and bone |
| [01:25.86] | Looking for his buffalo river home |
| [01:47.85] | I' ve been circling the wagons down at times square |
| [01:55.47] | Trying to fi' ll up this hole in my soul but nothing fits there |
| [02:04.86] | Hust when you think you can let it rip |
| [02:08.40] | You' re pounding the pavement in your daddy' s wingtips |
| [02:13.05] | As if you had some place better to go |
| [02:16.41] | Or a better way to get there |
| [02:43.17] | Chorus |
| [03:15.15] | Now there' s only two things in life but i forget what they are |
| [03:22.89] | It seems we' re either hanging on a moonbeams coat tails |
| [03:26.97] | Or wishing on stars |
| [03:32.40] | Just when you think that you' ve been gyped |
| [03:36.06] | The bearded lady comes and does a double back flip |
| [03:39.93] | And you run off and join the circus |
| [03:43.14] | Yeah, you just let that pony ride |