| Song | Write a Song a Song/Angeline |
| Artist | Mickey Newbury |
| Album | It Looks Like Rain |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [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 |
| [00:00.000] | zuo ci : 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 |
| [00:00.000] | zuò cí : 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 |