Write a Song a Song/Angeline-Mickey Newbury

[00:00.000] 作词 : Newbury [00:23.000]Write a song, a song [00:25.000]Write a song about her [00:32.000]Hum a tune, a tune [00:34.000]Hum a tune, you miss her [00:41.000]words that wouldn't rhyme [00:44.000]wouldn't rhyme...it's over [00:48.000]start another line [00:51.000]start a line anew [00:56.000]she's the kinda girl, a man lord, remembers [01:04.000]remembers...remembers [01:14.000]she's the kinda girl you just got to love her [01:20.000]if you know her [01:23.000]and I knew her [01:29.000]sitting in the dark [01:32.000]in the darkness of my room [01:35.000]I wonder why [01:39.000]I look the sky [01:40.000]look the sky [01:42.000]begins to softly cry [01:44.000]morning new [01:46.000]running through the grass [01:48.000]through the sweet green [01:51.000]morning dew [01:53.000]clinging to her golden hair [01:57.000]I had to leave her [02:06.000]Yesterday's newspaper forecast [02:11.000]No rain for today [02:23.000]Yesterday's news was all old news [02:29.000]The sky are always all grey [02:38.000]winter is in labor [02:43.000]and soon give birth [02:44.000]to the spring [02:55.000]and sprinkles in the meadow [02:59.000]with flowers for my Angeline [03:11.000]Headache and sorrow [03:15.000]and sadness, unendingly find [03:28.000]wings on her memory [03:33.000]with them, she flies to my mind [03:44.000]She stretched her arms for a moment [03:50.000]then went back to sleep [04:01.000]While morning stood watching [04:06.000]ever so silently weep [04:17.000]She opened her eyes, lord [04:22.000]The minute my feet touched the floor [04:35.000]the cold hardwood creaked [04:37.000]with each step that i made [04:41.000]to the door [04:49.000]There I turned to her gently [04:54.000]and said," Hun, just look its spring" [05:06.000]Knowing outside the window [05:10.000]the winter looked for Angeline [05:22.000]But yesterday's newspaper [05:27.000]Forecast no rain for today [05:37.000]Sitting in the dark, [05:40.000]In the darkness of my room [05:44.000]I wonder why [05:46.000]I look at the sky [05:48.000]Look the sky [05:49.000]Begins to softly cry [05:53.000]Morning new [05:54.000]running through the grass [05:57.000]through the sweet green [05:59.000]Morning dew [06:01.000]clinging to her golden hair [06:04.000]I had to leave her