Song | Flowers Are Red |
Artist | Harry Chapin |
Album | Living Room Suite |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Chapin | |
(Spoken)Your son marches to the beat of a different drummer, comma. (Spoken) | |
But don't worry, (Spoken) | |
We'll have him joining the parade by the end of the term | |
The little boy went first day of school | |
He got some crayons and started to draw | |
He put colors all over the paper | |
For colors was what he saw | |
And the teacher said.. | |
What you doin' young man | |
I'm paintin' flowers he said | |
She said... | |
It's not the time for art young man | |
And anyway flowers are green and red | |
There's a time for everything young man | |
And a way it should be done | |
You've got to show concern for everyone else | |
For you're not the only one | |
And she said... | |
Flowers are red young man | |
Green leaves are green | |
There's no need to see flowers any other way | |
Than they way they always have been seen | |
But the little boy said... | |
There are so many colors in the rainbow | |
So many colors in the morning sun | |
So many colors in the flower and | |
I see every one | |
Well the teacher said.. | |
You're sassy | |
There's ways that things should be | |
And you'll paint flowers the way they are | |
So repeat after me..... | |
And she said... | |
Flowers are red young man | |
Green leaves are green | |
There's no need to see flowers any other way | |
Than they way they always have been seen | |
But the little boy said... | |
There are so many colors in the rainbow | |
So many colors in the morning sun | |
So many colors in the flower and | |
I see every one | |
The teacher put him in a corner | |
She said.. | |
It's for your own good.. | |
And you won't come out 'til you get it right | |
And are responding like you should | |
Well finally he got lonely | |
Frightened thoughts filled his head | |
And he went up to the teacher | |
And this is what he said.. and he said | |
Flowers are red, green leaves are green | |
There's no need to see flowers any other way | |
Than the way they always have been seen | |
Time went by like it always does | |
And they moved to another town | |
And the little boy went to another school | |
And this is what he found | |
The teacher there was smilin' | |
She said... | |
Painting should be fun | |
And there are so many colors in a flower | |
So let's use every one | |
But that little boy painted flowers | |
In neat rows of green and red | |
And when the teacher asked him why | |
This is what he said.. and he said | |
Flowers are red, green leaves are green | |
There's no need to see flowers any other way | |
Than the way they always have been seen. | |
But there still must be a way to have our children say . . . | |
There are so many colors in the rainbow | |
So many colors in the morning sun | |
So many colors in the flower and | |
I see every one |
zuo ci : Chapin | |
Spoken Your son marches to the beat of a different drummer, comma. Spoken | |
But don' t worry, Spoken | |
We' ll have him joining the parade by the end of the term | |
The little boy went first day of school | |
He got some crayons and started to draw | |
He put colors all over the paper | |
For colors was what he saw | |
And the teacher said.. | |
What you doin' young man | |
I' m paintin' flowers he said | |
She said... | |
It' s not the time for art young man | |
And anyway flowers are green and red | |
There' s a time for everything young man | |
And a way it should be done | |
You' ve got to show concern for everyone else | |
For you' re not the only one | |
And she said... | |
Flowers are red young man | |
Green leaves are green | |
There' s no need to see flowers any other way | |
Than they way they always have been seen | |
But the little boy said... | |
There are so many colors in the rainbow | |
So many colors in the morning sun | |
So many colors in the flower and | |
I see every one | |
Well the teacher said.. | |
You' re sassy | |
There' s ways that things should be | |
And you' ll paint flowers the way they are | |
So repeat after me..... | |
And she said... | |
Flowers are red young man | |
Green leaves are green | |
There' s no need to see flowers any other way | |
Than they way they always have been seen | |
But the little boy said... | |
There are so many colors in the rainbow | |
So many colors in the morning sun | |
So many colors in the flower and | |
I see every one | |
The teacher put him in a corner | |
She said.. | |
It' s for your own good.. | |
And you won' t come out ' til you get it right | |
And are responding like you should | |
Well finally he got lonely | |
Frightened thoughts filled his head | |
And he went up to the teacher | |
And this is what he said.. and he said | |
Flowers are red, green leaves are green | |
There' s no need to see flowers any other way | |
Than the way they always have been seen | |
Time went by like it always does | |
And they moved to another town | |
And the little boy went to another school | |
And this is what he found | |
The teacher there was smilin' | |
She said... | |
Painting should be fun | |
And there are so many colors in a flower | |
So let' s use every one | |
But that little boy painted flowers | |
In neat rows of green and red | |
And when the teacher asked him why | |
This is what he said.. and he said | |
Flowers are red, green leaves are green | |
There' s no need to see flowers any other way | |
Than the way they always have been seen. | |
But there still must be a way to have our children say . . . | |
There are so many colors in the rainbow | |
So many colors in the morning sun | |
So many colors in the flower and | |
I see every one |
zuò cí : Chapin | |
Spoken Your son marches to the beat of a different drummer, comma. Spoken | |
But don' t worry, Spoken | |
We' ll have him joining the parade by the end of the term | |
The little boy went first day of school | |
He got some crayons and started to draw | |
He put colors all over the paper | |
For colors was what he saw | |
And the teacher said.. | |
What you doin' young man | |
I' m paintin' flowers he said | |
She said... | |
It' s not the time for art young man | |
And anyway flowers are green and red | |
There' s a time for everything young man | |
And a way it should be done | |
You' ve got to show concern for everyone else | |
For you' re not the only one | |
And she said... | |
Flowers are red young man | |
Green leaves are green | |
There' s no need to see flowers any other way | |
Than they way they always have been seen | |
But the little boy said... | |
There are so many colors in the rainbow | |
So many colors in the morning sun | |
So many colors in the flower and | |
I see every one | |
Well the teacher said.. | |
You' re sassy | |
There' s ways that things should be | |
And you' ll paint flowers the way they are | |
So repeat after me..... | |
And she said... | |
Flowers are red young man | |
Green leaves are green | |
There' s no need to see flowers any other way | |
Than they way they always have been seen | |
But the little boy said... | |
There are so many colors in the rainbow | |
So many colors in the morning sun | |
So many colors in the flower and | |
I see every one | |
The teacher put him in a corner | |
She said.. | |
It' s for your own good.. | |
And you won' t come out ' til you get it right | |
And are responding like you should | |
Well finally he got lonely | |
Frightened thoughts filled his head | |
And he went up to the teacher | |
And this is what he said.. and he said | |
Flowers are red, green leaves are green | |
There' s no need to see flowers any other way | |
Than the way they always have been seen | |
Time went by like it always does | |
And they moved to another town | |
And the little boy went to another school | |
And this is what he found | |
The teacher there was smilin' | |
She said... | |
Painting should be fun | |
And there are so many colors in a flower | |
So let' s use every one | |
But that little boy painted flowers | |
In neat rows of green and red | |
And when the teacher asked him why | |
This is what he said.. and he said | |
Flowers are red, green leaves are green | |
There' s no need to see flowers any other way | |
Than the way they always have been seen. | |
But there still must be a way to have our children say . . . | |
There are so many colors in the rainbow | |
So many colors in the morning sun | |
So many colors in the flower and | |
I see every one |