Song | Make up and Faded Blue Jeans |
Artist | Daryle Singletary |
Album | That's Why I Sing This Way |
作词 : Haggard | |
Well, I can't recall, one time in my life, | |
I've felt as lonely as I do tonight. | |
I feel like I could lay down, and get up no more, | |
It's the damndest feelin'; I never felt it before. | |
Tonight I feel like an old violin, | |
Soon to be put away and never played again. | |
Don't ask me why I feel like this, hell, I can't say. | |
I only wish this feelin' would just go away. | |
I guess it's 'cos the truth, | |
Is the hardest thing I ever faced. | |
'Cos you can't change the truth, | |
In the slightest way. I tried. | |
So I asked myself, | |
I said: "John, where'd you go from here?" | |
Then like a damned fool, | |
I turned around and looked in the mirror. | |
And there I saw, an old violin. | |
Soon to be put away and never played again. | |
So one more time, just to be sure, | |
I said: "John, where in the hell do you go from here?" | |
You know that when a nickel's worth of difference, | |
And I looked in the mirror, that's when I knew. | |
That there I was seein', an old violin. | |
Soon to be put away, and never played again. | |
And just like that, it hit me, | |
That old violin and I were just alike. | |
We'd give our all to music, | |
And soon, we'd give our life. |
zuò cí : Haggard | |
Well, I can' t recall, one time in my life, | |
I' ve felt as lonely as I do tonight. | |
I feel like I could lay down, and get up no more, | |
It' s the damndest feelin' I never felt it before. | |
Tonight I feel like an old violin, | |
Soon to be put away and never played again. | |
Don' t ask me why I feel like this, hell, I can' t say. | |
I only wish this feelin' would just go away. | |
I guess it' s ' cos the truth, | |
Is the hardest thing I ever faced. | |
' Cos you can' t change the truth, | |
In the slightest way. I tried. | |
So I asked myself, | |
I said: " John, where' d you go from here?" | |
Then like a damned fool, | |
I turned around and looked in the mirror. | |
And there I saw, an old violin. | |
Soon to be put away and never played again. | |
So one more time, just to be sure, | |
I said: " John, where in the hell do you go from here?" | |
You know that when a nickel' s worth of difference, | |
And I looked in the mirror, that' s when I knew. | |
That there I was seein', an old violin. | |
Soon to be put away, and never played again. | |
And just like that, it hit me, | |
That old violin and I were just alike. | |
We' d give our all to music, | |
And soon, we' d give our life. |