Alabama Clay

Song Alabama Clay
Artist Garth Brooks
Album Garth Brooks

Lyrics

[00:00.00] 作词 : Cordle, Scaife
[00:00.98] Alabama Clay
[00:01.64] Garth Brooks
[00:11.36] First time he saw the ground get busted
[00:16.83] He was ten and it was 1952
[00:24.05] His daddy worked hard from sunup to sundown
[00:30.40] And the goin' got tough behind them ol' grey mules
[00:37.28] The farm grew to be a moneymaker
[00:43.63] And the house he lived in grew up room by room
[00:50.63] The boy worked hard but soon got tired of farmin'
[00:56.76] So he slipped away one night 'neath the harvest moon
[01:02.89] His neck was red as alabama clay
[01:09.23] But the city's call pulled him away
[01:15.69] He's got a factory job and runs a big machine
[01:22.25] He don't miss the farm or the fields of green
[01:36.69] Now the city's just a prison without fences
[01:43.47] His job is just a routine he can't stand
[01:49.71] And at night he dreams of wide-open spaces
[01:56.16] Fresh dirt between his toes and on his hands
[02:02.29] Then one day a picture came inside a letter
[02:08.96] Of a young girl with a baby in her arms
[02:15.63] And the words she wrote would change his life forever
[02:21.86] So he went to raise his family on the farm
[02:28.10] His neck is red as alabama clay
[02:34.45] Now he's goin' home this time to stay
[02:40.57] Where the roots run deep on the family tree
[02:47.25] And the tractor rolls through the fields of green
[02:53.92] His neck is red as alabama clay
[03:00.15] Now he's goin' home this time to stay
[03:06.61] Where the roots run deep on the family tree
[03:13.18] And the tractor rolls through the fields of green
[03:19.96] His neck is red as alabama clay

Pinyin

[00:00.00] zuò cí : Cordle, Scaife
[00:00.98] Alabama Clay
[00:01.64] Garth Brooks
[00:11.36] First time he saw the ground get busted
[00:16.83] He was ten and it was 1952
[00:24.05] His daddy worked hard from sunup to sundown
[00:30.40] And the goin' got tough behind them ol' grey mules
[00:37.28] The farm grew to be a moneymaker
[00:43.63] And the house he lived in grew up room by room
[00:50.63] The boy worked hard but soon got tired of farmin'
[00:56.76] So he slipped away one night ' neath the harvest moon
[01:02.89] His neck was red as alabama clay
[01:09.23] But the city' s call pulled him away
[01:15.69] He' s got a factory job and runs a big machine
[01:22.25] He don' t miss the farm or the fields of green
[01:36.69] Now the city' s just a prison without fences
[01:43.47] His job is just a routine he can' t stand
[01:49.71] And at night he dreams of wideopen spaces
[01:56.16] Fresh dirt between his toes and on his hands
[02:02.29] Then one day a picture came inside a letter
[02:08.96] Of a young girl with a baby in her arms
[02:15.63] And the words she wrote would change his life forever
[02:21.86] So he went to raise his family on the farm
[02:28.10] His neck is red as alabama clay
[02:34.45] Now he' s goin' home this time to stay
[02:40.57] Where the roots run deep on the family tree
[02:47.25] And the tractor rolls through the fields of green
[02:53.92] His neck is red as alabama clay
[03:00.15] Now he' s goin' home this time to stay
[03:06.61] Where the roots run deep on the family tree
[03:13.18] And the tractor rolls through the fields of green
[03:19.96] His neck is red as alabama clay