Turning Home Lyrics
| Song | Turning Home |
| Artist | David Nail |
| Album | Promo Only: Country Radio, March 2010 |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:00.00] | 作词 : Kenny Chesney/Scooter Carusoe |
| [00:01.00] | 作曲 : Kenny Chesney/Scooter Carusoe |
| [00:15.78] | Usually take one last pass through town |
| [00:18.14] | |
| [00:19.33] | Stop the car and touch the ground |
| [00:21.58] | |
| [00:23.26] | Watch those streetlights swayin' in the breeze |
| [00:26.53] | |
| [00:29.60] | Decorated store fronts |
| [00:31.16] | |
| [00:32.97] | Rusty old gas pumps |
| [00:34.72] | |
| [00:36.28] | Try to fill my mind up |
| [00:38.15] | |
| [00:39.40] | With somethin' before I go |
| [00:40.77] | |
| [00:43.51] | Picture postcard memories |
| [00:45.32] | |
| [00:50.07] | You know they always make for good company |
| [00:52.20] | |
| [00:57.38] | I don't know no town |
| [00:59.09] | |
| [01:01.21] | Like the old town |
| [01:02.46] | |
| [01:04.39] | Even when the miles are many |
| [01:05.97] | |
| [01:07.46] | I feel like I'm still around |
| [01:09.33] | |
| [01:11.26] | Deep inside me |
| [01:13.00] | |
| [01:14.37] | Like rings through an oak tree |
| [01:16.30] | |
| [01:17.30] | Yeah there something 'bout a Sunday when I'm gone |
| [01:20.48] | |
| [01:22.66] | That keeps me turning home |
| [01:24.10] | |
| [01:32.03] | I'm standin' here beneath these billboard lights |
| [01:34.43] | |
| [01:35.87] | Takes me back to those autumn nights |
| [01:38.18] | |
| [01:38.75] | Hometown bleachers packed real tight |
| [01:40.89] | |
| [01:41.76] | As we marched down the field |
| [01:43.15] | |
| [01:45.40] | My feet would swing from a dropped tailgate |
| [01:47.58] | |
| [01:49.02] | Out on Airport Road real late |
| [01:51.07] | |
| [01:52.20] | No one could walk a line too straight |
| [01:55.20] | We usually made it home alright |
| [01:56.76] | |
| [01:59.32] | And glory days I cant re-live |
| [02:02.21] | |
| [02:06.76] | Stories I'll never forget |
| [02:09.10] | |
| [02:13.90] | And I don't know no friends |
| [02:15.82] | |
| [02:17.76] | Like the old friends |
| [02:19.31] | |
| [02:20.87] | I never seem to laugh now |
| [02:22.33] | |
| [02:24.58] | Like I did with them |
| [02:26.21] | |
| [02:27.70] | But deep inside me |
| [02:29.68] | |
| [02:31.12] | A piece of history |
| [02:32.56] | |
| [02:34.05] | Yeah I hear their voices even though they're gone |
| [02:37.19] | |
| [02:38.56] | And it keeps me turning home |
| [02:40.50] | |
| [03:11.45] | Never twice the same way does it start |
| [03:13.76] | |
| [03:15.25] | And sure enough she stole my heart |
| [03:17.08] | |
| [03:18.89] | On the old gym floor spinnin' round and round one night |
| [03:22.52] | |
| [03:25.76] | And though we both tried hard to wait |
| [03:27.57] | |
| [03:29.25] | We sure did love the taste |
| [03:31.19] | |
| [03:32.75] | Of the sweet love being made and prayin' I got it right |
| [03:36.16] | |
| [03:39.16] | Graduation came and went |
| [03:41.60] | |
| [03:46.10] | Along with all the time we spent |
| [03:48.53] | |
| [03:53.15] | And I don't know no love |
| [03:54.83] | |
| [03:57.01] | Like the first love |
| [03:58.20] | |
| [03:59.82] | When I think about the best times |
| [04:01.75] | |
| [04:03.38] | She's the one I think of |
| [04:05.13] | |
| [04:06.68] | Deep inside me |
| [04:08.56] | |
| [04:10.18] | All though the taste is bittersweet |
| [04:12.21] | |
| [04:13.08] | I see her smilin' even though she's gone |
| [04:16.27] | |
| [04:17.76] | And it keeps me turning home yeah |
| [04:23.06] | |
| [04:24.87] | And it keeps me turning home |
| [00:00.00] | zuo ci : Kenny Chesney Scooter Carusoe |
| [00:01.00] | zuo qu : Kenny Chesney Scooter Carusoe |
| [00:15.78] | Usually take one last pass through town |
| [00:18.14] | |
| [00:19.33] | Stop the car and touch the ground |
| [00:21.58] | |
| [00:23.26] | Watch those streetlights swayin' in the breeze |
| [00:26.53] | |
| [00:29.60] | Decorated store fronts |
| [00:31.16] | |
| [00:32.97] | Rusty old gas pumps |
| [00:34.72] | |
| [00:36.28] | Try to fill my mind up |
| [00:38.15] | |
| [00:39.40] | With somethin' before I go |
| [00:40.77] | |
| [00:43.51] | Picture postcard memories |
| [00:45.32] | |
| [00:50.07] | You know they always make for good company |
| [00:52.20] | |
| [00:57.38] | I don' t know no town |
| [00:59.09] | |
| [01:01.21] | Like the old town |
| [01:02.46] | |
| [01:04.39] | Even when the miles are many |
| [01:05.97] | |
| [01:07.46] | I feel like I' m still around |
| [01:09.33] | |
| [01:11.26] | Deep inside me |
| [01:13.00] | |
| [01:14.37] | Like rings through an oak tree |
| [01:16.30] | |
| [01:17.30] | Yeah there something ' bout a Sunday when I' m gone |
| [01:20.48] | |
| [01:22.66] | That keeps me turning home |
| [01:24.10] | |
| [01:32.03] | I' m standin' here beneath these billboard lights |
| [01:34.43] | |
| [01:35.87] | Takes me back to those autumn nights |
| [01:38.18] | |
| [01:38.75] | Hometown bleachers packed real tight |
| [01:40.89] | |
| [01:41.76] | As we marched down the field |
| [01:43.15] | |
| [01:45.40] | My feet would swing from a dropped tailgate |
| [01:47.58] | |
| [01:49.02] | Out on Airport Road real late |
| [01:51.07] | |
| [01:52.20] | No one could walk a line too straight |
| [01:55.20] | We usually made it home alright |
| [01:56.76] | |
| [01:59.32] | And glory days I cant relive |
| [02:02.21] | |
| [02:06.76] | Stories I' ll never forget |
| [02:09.10] | |
| [02:13.90] | And I don' t know no friends |
| [02:15.82] | |
| [02:17.76] | Like the old friends |
| [02:19.31] | |
| [02:20.87] | I never seem to laugh now |
| [02:22.33] | |
| [02:24.58] | Like I did with them |
| [02:26.21] | |
| [02:27.70] | But deep inside me |
| [02:29.68] | |
| [02:31.12] | A piece of history |
| [02:32.56] | |
| [02:34.05] | Yeah I hear their voices even though they' re gone |
| [02:37.19] | |
| [02:38.56] | And it keeps me turning home |
| [02:40.50] | |
| [03:11.45] | Never twice the same way does it start |
| [03:13.76] | |
| [03:15.25] | And sure enough she stole my heart |
| [03:17.08] | |
| [03:18.89] | On the old gym floor spinnin' round and round one night |
| [03:22.52] | |
| [03:25.76] | And though we both tried hard to wait |
| [03:27.57] | |
| [03:29.25] | We sure did love the taste |
| [03:31.19] | |
| [03:32.75] | Of the sweet love being made and prayin' I got it right |
| [03:36.16] | |
| [03:39.16] | Graduation came and went |
| [03:41.60] | |
| [03:46.10] | Along with all the time we spent |
| [03:48.53] | |
| [03:53.15] | And I don' t know no love |
| [03:54.83] | |
| [03:57.01] | Like the first love |
| [03:58.20] | |
| [03:59.82] | When I think about the best times |
| [04:01.75] | |
| [04:03.38] | She' s the one I think of |
| [04:05.13] | |
| [04:06.68] | Deep inside me |
| [04:08.56] | |
| [04:10.18] | All though the taste is bittersweet |
| [04:12.21] | |
| [04:13.08] | I see her smilin' even though she' s gone |
| [04:16.27] | |
| [04:17.76] | And it keeps me turning home yeah |
| [04:23.06] | |
| [04:24.87] | And it keeps me turning home |
| [00:00.00] | zuò cí : Kenny Chesney Scooter Carusoe |
| [00:01.00] | zuò qǔ : Kenny Chesney Scooter Carusoe |
| [00:15.78] | Usually take one last pass through town |
| [00:18.14] | |
| [00:19.33] | Stop the car and touch the ground |
| [00:21.58] | |
| [00:23.26] | Watch those streetlights swayin' in the breeze |
| [00:26.53] | |
| [00:29.60] | Decorated store fronts |
| [00:31.16] | |
| [00:32.97] | Rusty old gas pumps |
| [00:34.72] | |
| [00:36.28] | Try to fill my mind up |
| [00:38.15] | |
| [00:39.40] | With somethin' before I go |
| [00:40.77] | |
| [00:43.51] | Picture postcard memories |
| [00:45.32] | |
| [00:50.07] | You know they always make for good company |
| [00:52.20] | |
| [00:57.38] | I don' t know no town |
| [00:59.09] | |
| [01:01.21] | Like the old town |
| [01:02.46] | |
| [01:04.39] | Even when the miles are many |
| [01:05.97] | |
| [01:07.46] | I feel like I' m still around |
| [01:09.33] | |
| [01:11.26] | Deep inside me |
| [01:13.00] | |
| [01:14.37] | Like rings through an oak tree |
| [01:16.30] | |
| [01:17.30] | Yeah there something ' bout a Sunday when I' m gone |
| [01:20.48] | |
| [01:22.66] | That keeps me turning home |
| [01:24.10] | |
| [01:32.03] | I' m standin' here beneath these billboard lights |
| [01:34.43] | |
| [01:35.87] | Takes me back to those autumn nights |
| [01:38.18] | |
| [01:38.75] | Hometown bleachers packed real tight |
| [01:40.89] | |
| [01:41.76] | As we marched down the field |
| [01:43.15] | |
| [01:45.40] | My feet would swing from a dropped tailgate |
| [01:47.58] | |
| [01:49.02] | Out on Airport Road real late |
| [01:51.07] | |
| [01:52.20] | No one could walk a line too straight |
| [01:55.20] | We usually made it home alright |
| [01:56.76] | |
| [01:59.32] | And glory days I cant relive |
| [02:02.21] | |
| [02:06.76] | Stories I' ll never forget |
| [02:09.10] | |
| [02:13.90] | And I don' t know no friends |
| [02:15.82] | |
| [02:17.76] | Like the old friends |
| [02:19.31] | |
| [02:20.87] | I never seem to laugh now |
| [02:22.33] | |
| [02:24.58] | Like I did with them |
| [02:26.21] | |
| [02:27.70] | But deep inside me |
| [02:29.68] | |
| [02:31.12] | A piece of history |
| [02:32.56] | |
| [02:34.05] | Yeah I hear their voices even though they' re gone |
| [02:37.19] | |
| [02:38.56] | And it keeps me turning home |
| [02:40.50] | |
| [03:11.45] | Never twice the same way does it start |
| [03:13.76] | |
| [03:15.25] | And sure enough she stole my heart |
| [03:17.08] | |
| [03:18.89] | On the old gym floor spinnin' round and round one night |
| [03:22.52] | |
| [03:25.76] | And though we both tried hard to wait |
| [03:27.57] | |
| [03:29.25] | We sure did love the taste |
| [03:31.19] | |
| [03:32.75] | Of the sweet love being made and prayin' I got it right |
| [03:36.16] | |
| [03:39.16] | Graduation came and went |
| [03:41.60] | |
| [03:46.10] | Along with all the time we spent |
| [03:48.53] | |
| [03:53.15] | And I don' t know no love |
| [03:54.83] | |
| [03:57.01] | Like the first love |
| [03:58.20] | |
| [03:59.82] | When I think about the best times |
| [04:01.75] | |
| [04:03.38] | She' s the one I think of |
| [04:05.13] | |
| [04:06.68] | Deep inside me |
| [04:08.56] | |
| [04:10.18] | All though the taste is bittersweet |
| [04:12.21] | |
| [04:13.08] | I see her smilin' even though she' s gone |
| [04:16.27] | |
| [04:17.76] | And it keeps me turning home yeah |
| [04:23.06] | |
| [04:24.87] | And it keeps me turning home |
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