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作词 : Anaïs Mitchell |
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作曲 : Anaïs Mitchell |
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Love you, love you, love you |
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He did, he did, he did |
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He stood high above you |
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You were just a little kid |
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Your daddy was a farmer |
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His back was burnished red and gold |
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And every time he closed his eyes a rooster crowed |
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He sowed a hundred rows of corn |
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The summer you were born |
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And wondered what your life would yield |
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How it feels |
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To be a child of his |
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How it feels |
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Your daddy was a builder |
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He swung his hammer brown and silver |
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Every time he closed his eyes a nail was drove |
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And you were always underfoot |
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Like a splinter in the wood |
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He couldn't pull you from his heels |
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How it feels |
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How it feels |
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Love you, love you, love you |
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He did, he did, he did |
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He stood high above you |
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Sky around his head |
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Sawdust in his hair |
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A scarecrow of a man |
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He couldn't draw you |
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Near to him |
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But you grew up straight and you grew up true |
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He kept a blue-gray eye on you |
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Until the day he closed his eyes and left them closed |
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Your daddy didn't leave a will |
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He left a shovel and a hole to fill |
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And how it feels, how it feels |
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How it feels |
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To be a child of his |
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How it feels |
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To be alive like this |
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But who gave you an axe to grind |
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Who gave you a path to find? |
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Hey-ya-ya-yaaaa, hey-ya-ya-yaaaa |
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Who gave you a row to hoe |
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Who gave you your sorrow? |
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Hey-ya-ya-yaaaa, hey-ya-ya-yaaaa |
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And who gave you the break of dawn |
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A pleasure just to look upon? |
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Hey-ya-ya-yaaaa, hey-ya-ya-yaaaa |
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Who gave you a barn to build |
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And an empty page to fill |