Carter's Chord - Summer, Early 60's歌詞
下載《Summer, Early 60's文本歌詞》It' Summer, early 60s and it must be Sunday evening
'Cause you can smell a good revival,
and it's way past our bedtime
There are hell fire brimstone preachers,
there are tongues interpretations,
There are reasons that go deeper,
than the treason in our souls
But the air is thick, and the night is warm
And the pew's too hard to sleep on
It keeps us straight, no comfort here
This world is not our home
There ain't no mercy for the wicked,
Sing the voices from the choir
Tonight you soul might be required
In the presence of the Lord
Momma leads us past the graveyard,
She knows there's ghosts we have to pass by
And we sure don't want to wake 'em
In the middle of the night
Up ahead we see her walking
She knows there's judgment 'round the corner
But she keeps her pace steady,
Got her bible in her hand
Oh, but daddy sits at home
Got his boots up on the table
And he's watching Bonanaza as he hears the time tick by
He's got cigarettes and coffee
He's got little bean bag ashtrays
He's listenin' to Bonanza, but the clock has got his eye
There ain't no mercy for the wicked,
Sing the voices from the choir
Tonight your soul might be required
In the presence of the Lord
He is standing, now he's pacing
There's a river that runs through him
And he can't call back his anger
as he meets us at the door
There are questions, accusations
Then he strikes, just
Summer, Early 60'sLRC歌詞
下載《Summer, Early 60'sLRC歌詞》[ti:Summer, Early 60's] [ar:Carter's Chord] [al:Carter's Chord] [by:活在當下] [00:01.66]Carter's Chord - Summer, Early 60's [00:24.77] [00:28.58]It' Summer, early 60s and it must be Sunday evening [00:35.26]'Cause you can smell a good revival, [00:38.91]and it's way past our bedtime [00:42.44]There are hell fire brimstone preachers, [00:45.87]there are tongues interpretations, [00:49.45]There are reasons that go deeper, [00:52.95]than the treason in our souls [00:56.30] [00:56.52]But the air is thick, and the night is warm [01:00.22]And the pew's too hard to sleep on [01:03.92]It keeps us straight, no comfort here [01:07.35]This world is not our home [01:09.90] [01:10.20]There ain't no mercy for the wicked, [01:13.58]Sing the voices from the choir [01:17.15]Tonight you soul might be required [01:21.13]In the presence of the Lord [01:25.82] [01:27.21]Momma leads us past the graveyard, [01:29.79]She knows there's ghosts we have to pass by [01:33.63]And we sure don't want to wake 'em [01:37.01]In the middle of the night [01:40.71]Up ahead we see her walking [01:43.92]She knows there's judgment 'round the corner [01:47.90]But she keeps her pace steady, [01:51.08]Got her bible in her hand [01:54.42] [01:54.69]Oh, but daddy sits at home [01:58.11]Got his boots up on the table [02:02.04]And he's watching Bonanaza as he hears the time tick by [02:08.79]He's got cigarettes and coffee [02:12.14]He's got little bean bag ashtrays [02:16.15]He's listenin' to Bonanza, but the clock has got his eye [02:22.12] [02:22.42]There ain't no mercy for the wicked, [02:25.86]Sing the voices from the choir [02:29.45]Tonight your soul might be required [02:33.44]In the presence of the Lord [02:36.99] [02:42.44]He is standing, now he's pacing [02:45.95]There's a river that runs through him [02:49.39]And he can't call back his anger [02:52.83]as he meets us at the door [02:56.44]There are questions, accusations [02:59.97]Then he strikes, just