Song | Eighteen Inches of Rain |
Artist | Ian Tyson |
Album | Eighteen Inches of Rain |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Alger, Tyson | |
A’not a broke horse on the place, | |
My pickup truck won’t go, | |
The tractor lost a wheel about a week ago, | |
The wind is from the east, | |
Blowing hard across the plains, | |
I’m high and lonesome waiting for a change. | |
Just give me one broke horse with a good fittin’ saddle, | |
That’s easy on your back, | |
One good woman who makes up the difference, | |
For everything I lack, | |
One last chance to sell my calves, | |
Before the prices go to hell again, | |
Clear blue skies…eighteen inches of rain. | |
The coffee’s kinda bitter, | |
is the water or the pot? | |
Until I get to town, | |
I’ll make do with what I got, | |
The Copenhagen's runnin' low | |
I should quit it anyway’s, | |
Me and this old outfit, | |
Have both seen better days. | |
Just give me one broke horse with a good fittin’ saddle, | |
That’s easy on your back, | |
One good woman who makes up the difference, | |
For everything I lack, | |
One last chance to sell my calves, | |
Before the prices go to hell again, | |
Clear blue skies…eighteen inches of rain. | |
Just give me one broke horse with a good fittin’ saddle, | |
That’s easy on your back, | |
One good woman who makes up the difference, | |
For everything I lack, | |
One last chance to sell my calves, | |
Before the prices go to hell again, | |
Clear blue skies…eighteen inches of rain. | |
Just give me clear blue skies, | |
eighteen inches of rain. | |
Just give me clear blue skies, | |
eighteen inches of rain. |
zuo ci : Alger, Tyson | |
A' not a broke horse on the place, | |
My pickup truck won' t go, | |
The tractor lost a wheel about a week ago, | |
The wind is from the east, | |
Blowing hard across the plains, | |
I' m high and lonesome waiting for a change. | |
Just give me one broke horse with a good fittin' saddle, | |
That' s easy on your back, | |
One good woman who makes up the difference, | |
For everything I lack, | |
One last chance to sell my calves, | |
Before the prices go to hell again, | |
Clear blue skies eighteen inches of rain. | |
The coffee' s kinda bitter, | |
is the water or the pot? | |
Until I get to town, | |
I' ll make do with what I got, | |
The Copenhagen' s runnin' low | |
I should quit it anyway' s, | |
Me and this old outfit, | |
Have both seen better days. | |
Just give me one broke horse with a good fittin' saddle, | |
That' s easy on your back, | |
One good woman who makes up the difference, | |
For everything I lack, | |
One last chance to sell my calves, | |
Before the prices go to hell again, | |
Clear blue skies eighteen inches of rain. | |
Just give me one broke horse with a good fittin' saddle, | |
That' s easy on your back, | |
One good woman who makes up the difference, | |
For everything I lack, | |
One last chance to sell my calves, | |
Before the prices go to hell again, | |
Clear blue skies eighteen inches of rain. | |
Just give me clear blue skies, | |
eighteen inches of rain. | |
Just give me clear blue skies, | |
eighteen inches of rain. |
zuò cí : Alger, Tyson | |
A' not a broke horse on the place, | |
My pickup truck won' t go, | |
The tractor lost a wheel about a week ago, | |
The wind is from the east, | |
Blowing hard across the plains, | |
I' m high and lonesome waiting for a change. | |
Just give me one broke horse with a good fittin' saddle, | |
That' s easy on your back, | |
One good woman who makes up the difference, | |
For everything I lack, | |
One last chance to sell my calves, | |
Before the prices go to hell again, | |
Clear blue skies eighteen inches of rain. | |
The coffee' s kinda bitter, | |
is the water or the pot? | |
Until I get to town, | |
I' ll make do with what I got, | |
The Copenhagen' s runnin' low | |
I should quit it anyway' s, | |
Me and this old outfit, | |
Have both seen better days. | |
Just give me one broke horse with a good fittin' saddle, | |
That' s easy on your back, | |
One good woman who makes up the difference, | |
For everything I lack, | |
One last chance to sell my calves, | |
Before the prices go to hell again, | |
Clear blue skies eighteen inches of rain. | |
Just give me one broke horse with a good fittin' saddle, | |
That' s easy on your back, | |
One good woman who makes up the difference, | |
For everything I lack, | |
One last chance to sell my calves, | |
Before the prices go to hell again, | |
Clear blue skies eighteen inches of rain. | |
Just give me clear blue skies, | |
eighteen inches of rain. | |
Just give me clear blue skies, | |
eighteen inches of rain. |