| Song | Errol Flynn |
| Artist | Amanda McBroom |
| Album | Amanda McBroom Portraits The Best Of |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Cordon Hunt | |
| 作词 : Amanda Mcbroom | |
| In a hall, on a wall, in a house in Reseda | |
| There's a poster held up by two nails and a pin | |
| It's my Daddy, the actor, 'bout to die with his boots on | |
| He's the man standing up there, beside Errol Flynn | |
| He got third or fourth billing at the end of each picture | |
| "But that don't mean much", he would say with a grin | |
| But he'd hold my hand tight as he pointed his name out | |
| Only four or five names down below Errol Flynn | |
| Now, fame, it is fleeting and stars, they keep falling | |
| And staying right up there, that's the business of art | |
| And luck kisses some and she passes by others | |
| Disappointment and bourbon are hard on the heart | |
| Now, the women and beers, and the years with old Errol | |
| They took their toll, they took me from his side | |
| He kissed me goodbye at the old Union Station | |
| That's the last time I saw him, the last time I cried | |
| Now I'm sitting alone in a house in Reseda | |
| Watchin' the Late Show as the moonlight shines in | |
| And up on the screen, well, here comes my Daddy | |
| It's a sad, funny feeling, now I'm older than him | |
| So, you daddies and daughters, you sons and you mothers | |
| Remember life's over before it begins | |
| So love one another and stand close together | |
| As close as my Dad did to old Errol Flynn |
| zuo qu : Cordon Hunt | |
| zuo ci : Amanda Mcbroom | |
| In a hall, on a wall, in a house in Reseda | |
| There' s a poster held up by two nails and a pin | |
| It' s my Daddy, the actor, ' bout to die with his boots on | |
| He' s the man standing up there, beside Errol Flynn | |
| He got third or fourth billing at the end of each picture | |
| " But that don' t mean much", he would say with a grin | |
| But he' d hold my hand tight as he pointed his name out | |
| Only four or five names down below Errol Flynn | |
| Now, fame, it is fleeting and stars, they keep falling | |
| And staying right up there, that' s the business of art | |
| And luck kisses some and she passes by others | |
| Disappointment and bourbon are hard on the heart | |
| Now, the women and beers, and the years with old Errol | |
| They took their toll, they took me from his side | |
| He kissed me goodbye at the old Union Station | |
| That' s the last time I saw him, the last time I cried | |
| Now I' m sitting alone in a house in Reseda | |
| Watchin' the Late Show as the moonlight shines in | |
| And up on the screen, well, here comes my Daddy | |
| It' s a sad, funny feeling, now I' m older than him | |
| So, you daddies and daughters, you sons and you mothers | |
| Remember life' s over before it begins | |
| So love one another and stand close together | |
| As close as my Dad did to old Errol Flynn |
| zuò qǔ : Cordon Hunt | |
| zuò cí : Amanda Mcbroom | |
| In a hall, on a wall, in a house in Reseda | |
| There' s a poster held up by two nails and a pin | |
| It' s my Daddy, the actor, ' bout to die with his boots on | |
| He' s the man standing up there, beside Errol Flynn | |
| He got third or fourth billing at the end of each picture | |
| " But that don' t mean much", he would say with a grin | |
| But he' d hold my hand tight as he pointed his name out | |
| Only four or five names down below Errol Flynn | |
| Now, fame, it is fleeting and stars, they keep falling | |
| And staying right up there, that' s the business of art | |
| And luck kisses some and she passes by others | |
| Disappointment and bourbon are hard on the heart | |
| Now, the women and beers, and the years with old Errol | |
| They took their toll, they took me from his side | |
| He kissed me goodbye at the old Union Station | |
| That' s the last time I saw him, the last time I cried | |
| Now I' m sitting alone in a house in Reseda | |
| Watchin' the Late Show as the moonlight shines in | |
| And up on the screen, well, here comes my Daddy | |
| It' s a sad, funny feeling, now I' m older than him | |
| So, you daddies and daughters, you sons and you mothers | |
| Remember life' s over before it begins | |
| So love one another and stand close together | |
| As close as my Dad did to old Errol Flynn |