《Rosalee》歌词

歌曲： Rosalee

所属专辑：Sings Real Folk Songs

歌手： Grandpa Jones

时长： 02:05

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Rosalee - Grandpa Jones[00:00:00]

Way down in old Kentucky state was many years ago[00:00:08]

I used to hunt the 'possum and the 'coon[00:00:12]

The old folks they would gather 'round and have a merry day[00:00:17]

While the fiddles and the banjos were in tune[00:00:21]

I'll never never see again those happy days of yore[00:00:25]

And the little gods' rolling on the green[00:00:29]

The old folks and my Rosalee a-sittin' round the door[00:00:34]

Of my little old log cabin by the stream[00:00:38]

Then hang up the fiddle and the banjo on the wall[00:00:42]

Lay way the beating tamborine[00:00:46]

Angels called away my Rosalee the sweetest flower of all[00:00:50]

From my little old log cabin by the stream[00:00:54]

The little cabin's empty now and the river's rolling on[00:01:07]

And the willows wave above my Rosalee[00:01:11]

I sit beside her lonesome grave and cry because she's gone[00:01:16]

And wish I had her back again with me[00:01:20]

I know that in a better land I'll find my Rosalee[00:01:24]

I see her with the angels in my dream[00:01:28]

She'll be among that angel faire that comes to carry me[00:01:33]

From my little old log cabin by the stream[00:01:36]

Then hang up the fiddle and the banjo on the wall[00:01:41]

Lay way the beating tamborine[00:01:45]

Angels called away my Rosalee the sweetest flower of all[00:01:49]

From my little old log cabin by the stream[00:01:53]