| Song | Famous Flower of Manhattan |
| Artist | The Avett Brothers |
| Album | Four Thieves Gone: The Robbinsville Sessions |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Avett Brothers | |
| I found a flower in a field | |
| A field of cars and people, | |
| Rows of concrete, paint, and steel | |
| Manhattan is where it grew | |
| And I thought, to cut it from its stem | |
| And take it from the cracks | |
| Between bricks that it lay in | |
| And save it from city strife | |
| Away from the city life | |
| Then someone, they whispered in my ear | |
| A county girl can't be made out of anybody here | |
| Don't touch it, it loves you not | |
| Don't touch it, it loves you not | |
| Cause blue birds, | |
| Don't fly without their wings | |
| And when we put them in a cage | |
| The world can't hear them sing | |
| So selfish when greed sets in | |
| Possession, the king of sin | |
| And people don't ever let you down | |
| Forever find a way to kill whatever love they've found | |
| A heart beat and | |
| I want it too | |
| Manhattan is where she grew | |
| So I left and | |
| I let the flower be | |
| And yesterday saw the flower on cable | |
| TVMuch prettier than here with me | |
| For all of the world to see | |
| Much prettier than here with me |
| zuo qu : Avett Brothers | |
| I found a flower in a field | |
| A field of cars and people, | |
| Rows of concrete, paint, and steel | |
| Manhattan is where it grew | |
| And I thought, to cut it from its stem | |
| And take it from the cracks | |
| Between bricks that it lay in | |
| And save it from city strife | |
| Away from the city life | |
| Then someone, they whispered in my ear | |
| A county girl can' t be made out of anybody here | |
| Don' t touch it, it loves you not | |
| Don' t touch it, it loves you not | |
| Cause blue birds, | |
| Don' t fly without their wings | |
| And when we put them in a cage | |
| The world can' t hear them sing | |
| So selfish when greed sets in | |
| Possession, the king of sin | |
| And people don' t ever let you down | |
| Forever find a way to kill whatever love they' ve found | |
| A heart beat and | |
| I want it too | |
| Manhattan is where she grew | |
| So I left and | |
| I let the flower be | |
| And yesterday saw the flower on cable | |
| TVMuch prettier than here with me | |
| For all of the world to see | |
| Much prettier than here with me |
| zuò qǔ : Avett Brothers | |
| I found a flower in a field | |
| A field of cars and people, | |
| Rows of concrete, paint, and steel | |
| Manhattan is where it grew | |
| And I thought, to cut it from its stem | |
| And take it from the cracks | |
| Between bricks that it lay in | |
| And save it from city strife | |
| Away from the city life | |
| Then someone, they whispered in my ear | |
| A county girl can' t be made out of anybody here | |
| Don' t touch it, it loves you not | |
| Don' t touch it, it loves you not | |
| Cause blue birds, | |
| Don' t fly without their wings | |
| And when we put them in a cage | |
| The world can' t hear them sing | |
| So selfish when greed sets in | |
| Possession, the king of sin | |
| And people don' t ever let you down | |
| Forever find a way to kill whatever love they' ve found | |
| A heart beat and | |
| I want it too | |
| Manhattan is where she grew | |
| So I left and | |
| I let the flower be | |
| And yesterday saw the flower on cable | |
| TVMuch prettier than here with me | |
| For all of the world to see | |
| Much prettier than here with me |