| Song | Southern Cross |
| Artist | Ron Pope |
| Album | Ron Pope & the Nighthawks |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:00.00] | 作词 : Ron Pope/Jeff Malinowski |
| [00:01.00] | 作曲 : Ron Pope/Jeff Malinowski |
| [00:13.12] | She was a hard, hard woman with a pilgrim soul, |
| [00:15.84] | Had a face all lined from I don’t know |
| [00:18.65] | Where she has been, |
| [00:20.20] | But now she’s here with me. |
| [00:22.38] | |
| [00:24.39] | We headed North on 29 through Kansas City, |
| [00:28.60] | 4th of July. |
| [00:30.03] | In the late night fog, |
| [00:31.70] | There were fireworks to see. |
| [00:33.69] | |
| [00:35.28] | And when I’m lost, you are my True North. |
| [00:41.00] | Carry the weight of my Southern Cross. |
| [00:46.46] | And though it burns, you don’t fear the hurt, |
| [00:52.56] | You were born from the dust, you were raised in the dirt. |
| [00:58.11] | |
| [01:03.00] | We were all hopped up on kerosene, |
| [01:05.79] | Or something else that burns, it seemed |
| [01:08.53] | That we would never |
| [01:10.45] | Put the fire out. |
| [01:12.02] | |
| [01:14.47] | I got down on my knees to pray, |
| [01:17.14] | Forgot the words I used to say, |
| [01:19.81] | When I was young, |
| [01:21.62] | Each night ‘fore I laid down. |
| [01:23.86] | |
| [01:25.21] | And when I’m lost, you are my True North. |
| [01:30.77] | Carry the weight of my Southern Cross. |
| [01:36.41] | And though it burns, you don’t fear the hurt, |
| [01:42.32] | You were born from the dust, you were raised in the dirt. |
| [01:48.11] | You were born from the dust, you were raised in the dirt. |
| [01:53.65] | |
| [01:55.55] | I’ve been counting stars above the water, |
| [01:59.02] | Evenin’s winding down. |
| [02:01.77] | Just thinking bout the things I’ve seen and where I’m runnin now. |
| [02:07.31] | And when the sun comes up tomorrow I’ll be headed out. |
| [02:12.97] | Yeah that’s the part I know could tear me down. |
| [02:17.08] | |
| [02:18.41] | And when I’m lost, you are my True North. |
| [02:23.91] | Carry the weight of my Southern Cross. |
| [02:29.57] | And though it burns, you don’t fear the hurt, |
| [02:35.52] | You were born from the dust, you were raised in the dirt. |
| [02:42.38] | And when I’m lost, you are my True North. |
| [02:47.99] | Carry the weight of my Southern Cross. |
| [02:53.84] | And though it burns, you don’t fear the hurt, |
| [02:59.34] | You were born from the dust, you were raised in the dirt. |
| [03:05.78] | You were born from the dust, you were raised in the dirt. |
| [03:11.39] | You were born from the dust, you were raised in the dirt. |
| [00:00.00] | zuo ci : Ron Pope Jeff Malinowski |
| [00:01.00] | zuo qu : Ron Pope Jeff Malinowski |
| [00:13.12] | She was a hard, hard woman with a pilgrim soul, |
| [00:15.84] | Had a face all lined from I don' t know |
| [00:18.65] | Where she has been, |
| [00:20.20] | But now she' s here with me. |
| [00:22.38] | |
| [00:24.39] | We headed North on 29 through Kansas City, |
| [00:28.60] | 4th of July. |
| [00:30.03] | In the late night fog, |
| [00:31.70] | There were fireworks to see. |
| [00:33.69] | |
| [00:35.28] | And when I' m lost, you are my True North. |
| [00:41.00] | Carry the weight of my Southern Cross. |
| [00:46.46] | And though it burns, you don' t fear the hurt, |
| [00:52.56] | You were born from the dust, you were raised in the dirt. |
| [00:58.11] | |
| [01:03.00] | We were all hopped up on kerosene, |
| [01:05.79] | Or something else that burns, it seemed |
| [01:08.53] | That we would never |
| [01:10.45] | Put the fire out. |
| [01:12.02] | |
| [01:14.47] | I got down on my knees to pray, |
| [01:17.14] | Forgot the words I used to say, |
| [01:19.81] | When I was young, |
| [01:21.62] | Each night ' fore I laid down. |
| [01:23.86] | |
| [01:25.21] | And when I' m lost, you are my True North. |
| [01:30.77] | Carry the weight of my Southern Cross. |
| [01:36.41] | And though it burns, you don' t fear the hurt, |
| [01:42.32] | You were born from the dust, you were raised in the dirt. |
| [01:48.11] | You were born from the dust, you were raised in the dirt. |
| [01:53.65] | |
| [01:55.55] | I' ve been counting stars above the water, |
| [01:59.02] | Evenin' s winding down. |
| [02:01.77] | Just thinking bout the things I' ve seen and where I' m runnin now. |
| [02:07.31] | And when the sun comes up tomorrow I' ll be headed out. |
| [02:12.97] | Yeah that' s the part I know could tear me down. |
| [02:17.08] | |
| [02:18.41] | And when I' m lost, you are my True North. |
| [02:23.91] | Carry the weight of my Southern Cross. |
| [02:29.57] | And though it burns, you don' t fear the hurt, |
| [02:35.52] | You were born from the dust, you were raised in the dirt. |
| [02:42.38] | And when I' m lost, you are my True North. |
| [02:47.99] | Carry the weight of my Southern Cross. |
| [02:53.84] | And though it burns, you don' t fear the hurt, |
| [02:59.34] | You were born from the dust, you were raised in the dirt. |
| [03:05.78] | You were born from the dust, you were raised in the dirt. |
| [03:11.39] | You were born from the dust, you were raised in the dirt. |
| [00:00.00] | zuò cí : Ron Pope Jeff Malinowski |
| [00:01.00] | zuò qǔ : Ron Pope Jeff Malinowski |
| [00:13.12] | She was a hard, hard woman with a pilgrim soul, |
| [00:15.84] | Had a face all lined from I don' t know |
| [00:18.65] | Where she has been, |
| [00:20.20] | But now she' s here with me. |
| [00:22.38] | |
| [00:24.39] | We headed North on 29 through Kansas City, |
| [00:28.60] | 4th of July. |
| [00:30.03] | In the late night fog, |
| [00:31.70] | There were fireworks to see. |
| [00:33.69] | |
| [00:35.28] | And when I' m lost, you are my True North. |
| [00:41.00] | Carry the weight of my Southern Cross. |
| [00:46.46] | And though it burns, you don' t fear the hurt, |
| [00:52.56] | You were born from the dust, you were raised in the dirt. |
| [00:58.11] | |
| [01:03.00] | We were all hopped up on kerosene, |
| [01:05.79] | Or something else that burns, it seemed |
| [01:08.53] | That we would never |
| [01:10.45] | Put the fire out. |
| [01:12.02] | |
| [01:14.47] | I got down on my knees to pray, |
| [01:17.14] | Forgot the words I used to say, |
| [01:19.81] | When I was young, |
| [01:21.62] | Each night ' fore I laid down. |
| [01:23.86] | |
| [01:25.21] | And when I' m lost, you are my True North. |
| [01:30.77] | Carry the weight of my Southern Cross. |
| [01:36.41] | And though it burns, you don' t fear the hurt, |
| [01:42.32] | You were born from the dust, you were raised in the dirt. |
| [01:48.11] | You were born from the dust, you were raised in the dirt. |
| [01:53.65] | |
| [01:55.55] | I' ve been counting stars above the water, |
| [01:59.02] | Evenin' s winding down. |
| [02:01.77] | Just thinking bout the things I' ve seen and where I' m runnin now. |
| [02:07.31] | And when the sun comes up tomorrow I' ll be headed out. |
| [02:12.97] | Yeah that' s the part I know could tear me down. |
| [02:17.08] | |
| [02:18.41] | And when I' m lost, you are my True North. |
| [02:23.91] | Carry the weight of my Southern Cross. |
| [02:29.57] | And though it burns, you don' t fear the hurt, |
| [02:35.52] | You were born from the dust, you were raised in the dirt. |
| [02:42.38] | And when I' m lost, you are my True North. |
| [02:47.99] | Carry the weight of my Southern Cross. |
| [02:53.84] | And though it burns, you don' t fear the hurt, |
| [02:59.34] | You were born from the dust, you were raised in the dirt. |
| [03:05.78] | You were born from the dust, you were raised in the dirt. |
| [03:11.39] | You were born from the dust, you were raised in the dirt. |