Song | Time for Travelin' |
Artist | Joe Ely |
Album | Down on the Drag |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Ely | |
(Joe Ely) | |
I came into Atlanta | |
Dreamin' of Lorraine | |
Came so tired of ridin' | |
Cross the Savanna Plain | |
Still feel the wheels a-rollin' | |
Feel them just the same | |
Steel wheels still a-rollin' | |
On a long night train. | |
She met me at the station | |
Took me to her room | |
Was a time of meeting | |
Was a risin' moon. | |
Angels set the table | |
With candles and beer. | |
Heard that midnight train moan | |
Miles away from here. | |
Instrumental Chorus | |
Lay me down a pallet, | |
Lay it soft and low. | |
Lorraine lay beside me, | |
Sad I had to go. | |
Gypsy boy I traveled with | |
Played his old guitar. | |
We watched that candle flicker | |
Like some low morning star | |
But the time to part must always come | |
Time the bells must ring. | |
Time for lovers to say goodnight | |
I'll see you in my dreams. | |
Time to part must always come | |
Time when trade-winds sing. | |
Time to hit the road again | |
Time for travelin'. |
zuo ci : Ely | |
Joe Ely | |
I came into Atlanta | |
Dreamin' of Lorraine | |
Came so tired of ridin' | |
Cross the Savanna Plain | |
Still feel the wheels arollin' | |
Feel them just the same | |
Steel wheels still arollin' | |
On a long night train. | |
She met me at the station | |
Took me to her room | |
Was a time of meeting | |
Was a risin' moon. | |
Angels set the table | |
With candles and beer. | |
Heard that midnight train moan | |
Miles away from here. | |
Instrumental Chorus | |
Lay me down a pallet, | |
Lay it soft and low. | |
Lorraine lay beside me, | |
Sad I had to go. | |
Gypsy boy I traveled with | |
Played his old guitar. | |
We watched that candle flicker | |
Like some low morning star | |
But the time to part must always come | |
Time the bells must ring. | |
Time for lovers to say goodnight | |
I' ll see you in my dreams. | |
Time to part must always come | |
Time when tradewinds sing. | |
Time to hit the road again | |
Time for travelin'. |
zuò cí : Ely | |
Joe Ely | |
I came into Atlanta | |
Dreamin' of Lorraine | |
Came so tired of ridin' | |
Cross the Savanna Plain | |
Still feel the wheels arollin' | |
Feel them just the same | |
Steel wheels still arollin' | |
On a long night train. | |
She met me at the station | |
Took me to her room | |
Was a time of meeting | |
Was a risin' moon. | |
Angels set the table | |
With candles and beer. | |
Heard that midnight train moan | |
Miles away from here. | |
Instrumental Chorus | |
Lay me down a pallet, | |
Lay it soft and low. | |
Lorraine lay beside me, | |
Sad I had to go. | |
Gypsy boy I traveled with | |
Played his old guitar. | |
We watched that candle flicker | |
Like some low morning star | |
But the time to part must always come | |
Time the bells must ring. | |
Time for lovers to say goodnight | |
I' ll see you in my dreams. | |
Time to part must always come | |
Time when tradewinds sing. | |
Time to hit the road again | |
Time for travelin'. |