Song | Old Kentucky Home |
Artist | Randy Newman |
Album | 12 Songs |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Newman | |
Turpentine and dandelion wine | |
I've turned the corner and i'm doin' fine | |
Shootin' at the birds on the telephone line | |
Pickin' em off with my gun of mine | |
I got a fire in my belly | |
And a fire in my head | |
Goin' higher and higher | |
Until i'm dead | |
Sister sue, she's short and stout | |
She didn't grow up - she grew out | |
Mama says she's plain but she's just bein' kind | |
Papa thinks she's pretty but he's almost blind | |
Don't let her out much 'cept at night | |
But i don't care 'cause i'm all right | |
Oh, the sun shines bright on | |
My old kentucky home | |
And the young folks roll on the floor | |
Oh, the sun shines bright on | |
My old kentucky home | |
Keep them hard times away from my door | |
Brother gene, he's big and mean | |
And he don't have much to say | |
He had a little woman who he whupped each day | |
But now she's gone away | |
He got drunk last night | |
Kicked mama down the stairs | |
But i'm all right so i don't care |
zuo ci : Newman | |
Turpentine and dandelion wine | |
I' ve turned the corner and i' m doin' fine | |
Shootin' at the birds on the telephone line | |
Pickin' em off with my gun of mine | |
I got a fire in my belly | |
And a fire in my head | |
Goin' higher and higher | |
Until i' m dead | |
Sister sue, she' s short and stout | |
She didn' t grow up she grew out | |
Mama says she' s plain but she' s just bein' kind | |
Papa thinks she' s pretty but he' s almost blind | |
Don' t let her out much ' cept at night | |
But i don' t care ' cause i' m all right | |
Oh, the sun shines bright on | |
My old kentucky home | |
And the young folks roll on the floor | |
Oh, the sun shines bright on | |
My old kentucky home | |
Keep them hard times away from my door | |
Brother gene, he' s big and mean | |
And he don' t have much to say | |
He had a little woman who he whupped each day | |
But now she' s gone away | |
He got drunk last night | |
Kicked mama down the stairs | |
But i' m all right so i don' t care |
zuò cí : Newman | |
Turpentine and dandelion wine | |
I' ve turned the corner and i' m doin' fine | |
Shootin' at the birds on the telephone line | |
Pickin' em off with my gun of mine | |
I got a fire in my belly | |
And a fire in my head | |
Goin' higher and higher | |
Until i' m dead | |
Sister sue, she' s short and stout | |
She didn' t grow up she grew out | |
Mama says she' s plain but she' s just bein' kind | |
Papa thinks she' s pretty but he' s almost blind | |
Don' t let her out much ' cept at night | |
But i don' t care ' cause i' m all right | |
Oh, the sun shines bright on | |
My old kentucky home | |
And the young folks roll on the floor | |
Oh, the sun shines bright on | |
My old kentucky home | |
Keep them hard times away from my door | |
Brother gene, he' s big and mean | |
And he don' t have much to say | |
He had a little woman who he whupped each day | |
But now she' s gone away | |
He got drunk last night | |
Kicked mama down the stairs | |
But i' m all right so i don' t care |