Song | Country Bumpkin |
Artist | Hank Thompson |
Album | Moving On |
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作词 : Wayne | |
COUNTRY BUMPKIN | |
(Don Wayne) | |
« © '74 Tree Publishing » | |
He walked into the bar and parked his lanky frame upon a tall bar stool | |
With a long soft southern drawl said I'll just have a glass of anything that's cool | |
A barroom girl with wise and knowing eyes slowly looked me up and down | |
And she said I wonder how on earth that country bumpkin found his way to town | |
And she said hello country bumpkin | |
How's the frost out on the pumpkin | |
I've seen some sights but man you're somethin' | |
Where'd you come from country bumpkin | |
Just a short year later in a bed of joy filled tears and death like pain | |
Into this wondrous world of many wonders another wonder came | |
That same woman's face was wrapped up in a raptured look of love and tenderness As I marveled at the soft and warm and cuddly boy child feeding at her breast And she said hello country bumpkin | |
Fresh as frost out on the pumpkins | |
I've seen some sights but babe you're somethin' | |
Mommy loves her country bumpkin | |
Forty years of hard work later in a simple quiet and peaceful country place | |
The heavy hand of time had not erased the raptured wonder from my woman's face | |
She was lying on her death bed knowing fully well her race was nearly run | |
But she softly smiled and looked into the sad eyes of her husband and her son | |
And I said so long country bumpkins | |
The frost is gone now from the pumpkins | |
I've seem some sights and life's been somethin's | |
See you later country bumpkins see you later country bumpkins |
zuo ci : Wayne | |
COUNTRY BUMPKIN | |
Don Wayne | |
nbsp ' 74 Tree Publishing nbsp | |
He walked into the bar and parked his lanky frame upon a tall bar stool | |
With a long soft southern drawl said I' ll just have a glass of anything that' s cool | |
A barroom girl with wise and knowing eyes slowly looked me up and down | |
And she said I wonder how on earth that country bumpkin found his way to town | |
And she said hello country bumpkin | |
How' s the frost out on the pumpkin | |
I' ve seen some sights but man you' re somethin' | |
Where' d you come from country bumpkin | |
Just a short year later in a bed of joy filled tears and death like pain | |
Into this wondrous world of many wonders another wonder came | |
That same woman' s face was wrapped up in a raptured look of love and tenderness As I marveled at the soft and warm and cuddly boy child feeding at her breast And she said hello country bumpkin | |
Fresh as frost out on the pumpkins | |
I' ve seen some sights but babe you' re somethin' | |
Mommy loves her country bumpkin | |
Forty years of hard work later in a simple quiet and peaceful country place | |
The heavy hand of time had not erased the raptured wonder from my woman' s face | |
She was lying on her death bed knowing fully well her race was nearly run | |
But she softly smiled and looked into the sad eyes of her husband and her son | |
And I said so long country bumpkins | |
The frost is gone now from the pumpkins | |
I' ve seem some sights and life' s been somethin' s | |
See you later country bumpkins see you later country bumpkins |
zuò cí : Wayne | |
COUNTRY BUMPKIN | |
Don Wayne | |
nbsp ' 74 Tree Publishing nbsp | |
He walked into the bar and parked his lanky frame upon a tall bar stool | |
With a long soft southern drawl said I' ll just have a glass of anything that' s cool | |
A barroom girl with wise and knowing eyes slowly looked me up and down | |
And she said I wonder how on earth that country bumpkin found his way to town | |
And she said hello country bumpkin | |
How' s the frost out on the pumpkin | |
I' ve seen some sights but man you' re somethin' | |
Where' d you come from country bumpkin | |
Just a short year later in a bed of joy filled tears and death like pain | |
Into this wondrous world of many wonders another wonder came | |
That same woman' s face was wrapped up in a raptured look of love and tenderness As I marveled at the soft and warm and cuddly boy child feeding at her breast And she said hello country bumpkin | |
Fresh as frost out on the pumpkins | |
I' ve seen some sights but babe you' re somethin' | |
Mommy loves her country bumpkin | |
Forty years of hard work later in a simple quiet and peaceful country place | |
The heavy hand of time had not erased the raptured wonder from my woman' s face | |
She was lying on her death bed knowing fully well her race was nearly run | |
But she softly smiled and looked into the sad eyes of her husband and her son | |
And I said so long country bumpkins | |
The frost is gone now from the pumpkins | |
I' ve seem some sights and life' s been somethin' s | |
See you later country bumpkins see you later country bumpkins |