| Song | Somebody Pick Up My Pieces |
| Artist | Bettye LaVette |
| Album | The Scene of the Crime |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Nelson | |
| Somebody pick up my pieces | |
| I'm scattered everywhere | |
| And put me back together | |
| And put me way over there | |
| Take me out of contention | |
| I surrender my crown | |
| So somebody pick up my pieces | |
| It's just me comin' down | |
| Well, I sure thought I had her | |
| Lord, I know she had me | |
| What I thought was heaven | |
| Is just falling debris | |
| Well, I may not be crazy | |
| But I got one hell of a start | |
| Somebody pick up my pieces | |
| I think I'm fallin' apart | |
| Don't follow my footsteps | |
| Step over my trail | |
| The road is too narrow | |
| And your footing could fail | |
| And the fall to the bottom | |
| Could tear you apart | |
| And they'll be pickin' up pieces | |
| Of you and your heart | |
| Don't follow my footsteps | |
| Step over my trail | |
| The road is too narrow | |
| And your footing could fail | |
| And the fall to the bottom | |
| Could tear you apart | |
| And they'll be pickin' up pieces | |
| Of you and your heart | |
| And they'll be pickin' up pieces | |
| Of you and your heart |
| zuo ci : Nelson | |
| Somebody pick up my pieces | |
| I' m scattered everywhere | |
| And put me back together | |
| And put me way over there | |
| Take me out of contention | |
| I surrender my crown | |
| So somebody pick up my pieces | |
| It' s just me comin' down | |
| Well, I sure thought I had her | |
| Lord, I know she had me | |
| What I thought was heaven | |
| Is just falling debris | |
| Well, I may not be crazy | |
| But I got one hell of a start | |
| Somebody pick up my pieces | |
| I think I' m fallin' apart | |
| Don' t follow my footsteps | |
| Step over my trail | |
| The road is too narrow | |
| And your footing could fail | |
| And the fall to the bottom | |
| Could tear you apart | |
| And they' ll be pickin' up pieces | |
| Of you and your heart | |
| Don' t follow my footsteps | |
| Step over my trail | |
| The road is too narrow | |
| And your footing could fail | |
| And the fall to the bottom | |
| Could tear you apart | |
| And they' ll be pickin' up pieces | |
| Of you and your heart | |
| And they' ll be pickin' up pieces | |
| Of you and your heart |
| zuò cí : Nelson | |
| Somebody pick up my pieces | |
| I' m scattered everywhere | |
| And put me back together | |
| And put me way over there | |
| Take me out of contention | |
| I surrender my crown | |
| So somebody pick up my pieces | |
| It' s just me comin' down | |
| Well, I sure thought I had her | |
| Lord, I know she had me | |
| What I thought was heaven | |
| Is just falling debris | |
| Well, I may not be crazy | |
| But I got one hell of a start | |
| Somebody pick up my pieces | |
| I think I' m fallin' apart | |
| Don' t follow my footsteps | |
| Step over my trail | |
| The road is too narrow | |
| And your footing could fail | |
| And the fall to the bottom | |
| Could tear you apart | |
| And they' ll be pickin' up pieces | |
| Of you and your heart | |
| Don' t follow my footsteps | |
| Step over my trail | |
| The road is too narrow | |
| And your footing could fail | |
| And the fall to the bottom | |
| Could tear you apart | |
| And they' ll be pickin' up pieces | |
| Of you and your heart | |
| And they' ll be pickin' up pieces | |
| Of you and your heart |