| Song | One Tim |
| Artist | Cool Hand Luke |
| Album | Wake Up, O Sleeper |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Mark Kristin Nicks | |
| Let me tell you what he did for me, | |
| with the weight of my worries tearing my sleeve. | |
| I cried to my father the other night, the end of all hope. | |
| "Show me the rope, which way to go" | |
| As I fell asleep, he took away my worries. | |
| He picked me up put me on his shoulders. | |
| I could see for miles. | |
| He showed me that the mountain I'm climbing, | |
| is not a mountain at all, | |
| but a gentel slope leading home. | |
| There are mountains | |
| towering ahead. | |
| He says to me "These are mine. | |
| Hold my hand, you'll be fine" | |
| I could see for miles. | |
| He showed me that the mountain I'm climbing, | |
| is not a mountain at all, | |
| but a gentle slope leading home. | |
| "The mountains are mine" |
| zuo qu : Mark Kristin Nicks | |
| Let me tell you what he did for me, | |
| with the weight of my worries tearing my sleeve. | |
| I cried to my father the other night, the end of all hope. | |
| " Show me the rope, which way to go" | |
| As I fell asleep, he took away my worries. | |
| He picked me up put me on his shoulders. | |
| I could see for miles. | |
| He showed me that the mountain I' m climbing, | |
| is not a mountain at all, | |
| but a gentel slope leading home. | |
| There are mountains | |
| towering ahead. | |
| He says to me " These are mine. | |
| Hold my hand, you' ll be fine" | |
| I could see for miles. | |
| He showed me that the mountain I' m climbing, | |
| is not a mountain at all, | |
| but a gentle slope leading home. | |
| " The mountains are mine" |
| zuò qǔ : Mark Kristin Nicks | |
| Let me tell you what he did for me, | |
| with the weight of my worries tearing my sleeve. | |
| I cried to my father the other night, the end of all hope. | |
| " Show me the rope, which way to go" | |
| As I fell asleep, he took away my worries. | |
| He picked me up put me on his shoulders. | |
| I could see for miles. | |
| He showed me that the mountain I' m climbing, | |
| is not a mountain at all, | |
| but a gentel slope leading home. | |
| There are mountains | |
| towering ahead. | |
| He says to me " These are mine. | |
| Hold my hand, you' ll be fine" | |
| I could see for miles. | |
| He showed me that the mountain I' m climbing, | |
| is not a mountain at all, | |
| but a gentle slope leading home. | |
| " The mountains are mine" |