Floyd County

Song	Floyd County
Artist	Dwight Yoakam
Album	Buenas Noches From A Lonely Room

	作词 : Yoakam
	It's a sad day in Floyd County, Mr. Jones
	Yeah, the grief is strong for the man that's gone
	And at the grave his woman cries and she moans
	'Cause it's a sad day in Floyd County, Mr. Jones
	The six children he raised are all weepin'
	For this soft-spoken mountain man
	Who fed them with the money
	he earned in those black mines
	And the food he could raise with his hands
	It's a sad day in Floyd County, Mr. Jones
	Yeah, the grief is strong for the man that's gone
	And at the grave his woman cries and she moans
	'Cause it's a sad day in Floyd County, Mr. Jones
	Though the world knew nothing of his wisdom
	Or the honest and simple things he did
	There's some folks cryin' on this hillside today
	That know about the humble way he lived
	It's a sad day in Floyd County, Mr. Jones
	Yeah, the grief is strong for the man that's gone
	And at the grave his woman cries and she moans
	'Cause it's a sad day in Floyd County, Mr. Jones
	Instrumental
	Now this house in the holler stands empty
	Though his presence in my memory is plain
	You know that I'd swear that
	I just saw him walkin' up that hill
	I guess this place just won't never be the same
	It's a sad day in Floyd County, Mr. Jones
	Yeah, the grief is strong for the man that's gone
	And at the grave his woman cries and she moans
	'Cause it's a sad day in Floyd County, Mr. Jones...

	zuò cí : Yoakam
	It' s a sad day in Floyd County, Mr. Jones
	Yeah, the grief is strong for the man that' s gone
	And at the grave his woman cries and she moans
	' Cause it' s a sad day in Floyd County, Mr. Jones
	The six children he raised are all weepin'
	For this softspoken mountain man
	Who fed them with the money
	he earned in those black mines
	And the food he could raise with his hands
	It' s a sad day in Floyd County, Mr. Jones
	Yeah, the grief is strong for the man that' s gone
	And at the grave his woman cries and she moans
	' Cause it' s a sad day in Floyd County, Mr. Jones
	Though the world knew nothing of his wisdom
	Or the honest and simple things he did
	There' s some folks cryin' on this hillside today
	That know about the humble way he lived
	It' s a sad day in Floyd County, Mr. Jones
	Yeah, the grief is strong for the man that' s gone
	And at the grave his woman cries and she moans
	' Cause it' s a sad day in Floyd County, Mr. Jones
	Instrumental
	Now this house in the holler stands empty
	Though his presence in my memory is plain
	You know that I' d swear that
	I just saw him walkin' up that hill
	I guess this place just won' t never be the same
	It' s a sad day in Floyd County, Mr. Jones
	Yeah, the grief is strong for the man that' s gone
	And at the grave his woman cries and she moans
	' Cause it' s a sad day in Floyd County, Mr. Jones...