| Song | The Randall Knife |
| Artist | Guy Clark |
| Album | Songs And Stories |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:00.00] | 作词 : Clark |
| [00:28.83] | My father had a Randall knife |
| [00:31.33] | My mother gave it to him |
| [00:35.02] | When he went off to WWII |
| [00:37.71] | To save us all from ruin |
| [00:43.51] | If you've ever held a Randall knife |
| [00:46.33] | Then you know my father well |
| [00:50.08] | If a better blade was ever made |
| [00:52.76] | It was probably forged in hell |
| [00:59.51] | My father was a good man |
| [01:02.45] | A lawyer by his trade |
| [01:06.08] | And only once did I ever see |
| [01:08.26] | Him misuse the blade |
| [01:15.25] | It almost cut his thumb off |
| [01:17.81] | When he took it for a tool |
| [01:21.50] | The knife was made for darker things |
| [01:24.75] | And you could not bend the rules |
| [01:30.79] | He let me take it camping once |
| [01:33.85] | On a Boy Scout jamboree |
| [01:34.85] | And I broke a half an inch off |
| [01:40.29] | Trying to stick it in a tree |
| [01:47.48] | I hid it from him for a while |
| [01:49.17] | But the knife and he were one |
| [01:53.22] | He put it in his bottom drawer |
| [01:54.91] | Without a hard word one |
| [01:58.53] | There it slept and there it stayed |
| [02:05.06] | For twenty some odd years |
| [02:09.04] | Sort of like Excalibur |
| [02:11.54] | Except waiting for a tear |
| [02:21.91] | |
| [02:48.46] | My father died when I was forty |
| [02:49.90] | And I couldn't find a way to cry |
| [02:52.97] | Not because I didn't love him |
| [02:56.77] | Not because he didn't try |
| [03:00.60] | I'd cried for every lesser thing |
| [03:05.74] | Whiskey, pain and beauty |
| [03:07.49] | But he deserved a better tear |
| [03:13.05] | And I was not quite ready |
| [03:23.37] | So we took his ashed out to sea |
| [03:24.82] | And poured 'em off the stern |
| [03:26.31] | And threw the roses in the wake |
| [03:31.25] | Of everything we'd learned |
| [03:36.63] | When we got back to the house |
| [03:40.00] | They asked me what I wanted |
| [03:43.51] | Not the lawbooks not the watch |
| [03:45.75] | I need the things he's haunted |
| [03:53.00] | My hand burned for the Randall knife |
| [03:55.88] | There in the bottom drawer |
| [04:01.32] | And I found a tear for my father's life |
| [04:02.94] | And all that it stood for |
| [00:00.00] | zuo ci : Clark |
| [00:28.83] | My father had a Randall knife |
| [00:31.33] | My mother gave it to him |
| [00:35.02] | When he went off to WWII |
| [00:37.71] | To save us all from ruin |
| [00:43.51] | If you' ve ever held a Randall knife |
| [00:46.33] | Then you know my father well |
| [00:50.08] | If a better blade was ever made |
| [00:52.76] | It was probably forged in hell |
| [00:59.51] | My father was a good man |
| [01:02.45] | A lawyer by his trade |
| [01:06.08] | And only once did I ever see |
| [01:08.26] | Him misuse the blade |
| [01:15.25] | It almost cut his thumb off |
| [01:17.81] | When he took it for a tool |
| [01:21.50] | The knife was made for darker things |
| [01:24.75] | And you could not bend the rules |
| [01:30.79] | He let me take it camping once |
| [01:33.85] | On a Boy Scout jamboree |
| [01:34.85] | And I broke a half an inch off |
| [01:40.29] | Trying to stick it in a tree |
| [01:47.48] | I hid it from him for a while |
| [01:49.17] | But the knife and he were one |
| [01:53.22] | He put it in his bottom drawer |
| [01:54.91] | Without a hard word one |
| [01:58.53] | There it slept and there it stayed |
| [02:05.06] | For twenty some odd years |
| [02:09.04] | Sort of like Excalibur |
| [02:11.54] | Except waiting for a tear |
| [02:21.91] | |
| [02:48.46] | My father died when I was forty |
| [02:49.90] | And I couldn' t find a way to cry |
| [02:52.97] | Not because I didn' t love him |
| [02:56.77] | Not because he didn' t try |
| [03:00.60] | I' d cried for every lesser thing |
| [03:05.74] | Whiskey, pain and beauty |
| [03:07.49] | But he deserved a better tear |
| [03:13.05] | And I was not quite ready |
| [03:23.37] | So we took his ashed out to sea |
| [03:24.82] | And poured ' em off the stern |
| [03:26.31] | And threw the roses in the wake |
| [03:31.25] | Of everything we' d learned |
| [03:36.63] | When we got back to the house |
| [03:40.00] | They asked me what I wanted |
| [03:43.51] | Not the lawbooks not the watch |
| [03:45.75] | I need the things he' s haunted |
| [03:53.00] | My hand burned for the Randall knife |
| [03:55.88] | There in the bottom drawer |
| [04:01.32] | And I found a tear for my father' s life |
| [04:02.94] | And all that it stood for |
| [00:00.00] | zuò cí : Clark |
| [00:28.83] | My father had a Randall knife |
| [00:31.33] | My mother gave it to him |
| [00:35.02] | When he went off to WWII |
| [00:37.71] | To save us all from ruin |
| [00:43.51] | If you' ve ever held a Randall knife |
| [00:46.33] | Then you know my father well |
| [00:50.08] | If a better blade was ever made |
| [00:52.76] | It was probably forged in hell |
| [00:59.51] | My father was a good man |
| [01:02.45] | A lawyer by his trade |
| [01:06.08] | And only once did I ever see |
| [01:08.26] | Him misuse the blade |
| [01:15.25] | It almost cut his thumb off |
| [01:17.81] | When he took it for a tool |
| [01:21.50] | The knife was made for darker things |
| [01:24.75] | And you could not bend the rules |
| [01:30.79] | He let me take it camping once |
| [01:33.85] | On a Boy Scout jamboree |
| [01:34.85] | And I broke a half an inch off |
| [01:40.29] | Trying to stick it in a tree |
| [01:47.48] | I hid it from him for a while |
| [01:49.17] | But the knife and he were one |
| [01:53.22] | He put it in his bottom drawer |
| [01:54.91] | Without a hard word one |
| [01:58.53] | There it slept and there it stayed |
| [02:05.06] | For twenty some odd years |
| [02:09.04] | Sort of like Excalibur |
| [02:11.54] | Except waiting for a tear |
| [02:21.91] | |
| [02:48.46] | My father died when I was forty |
| [02:49.90] | And I couldn' t find a way to cry |
| [02:52.97] | Not because I didn' t love him |
| [02:56.77] | Not because he didn' t try |
| [03:00.60] | I' d cried for every lesser thing |
| [03:05.74] | Whiskey, pain and beauty |
| [03:07.49] | But he deserved a better tear |
| [03:13.05] | And I was not quite ready |
| [03:23.37] | So we took his ashed out to sea |
| [03:24.82] | And poured ' em off the stern |
| [03:26.31] | And threw the roses in the wake |
| [03:31.25] | Of everything we' d learned |
| [03:36.63] | When we got back to the house |
| [03:40.00] | They asked me what I wanted |
| [03:43.51] | Not the lawbooks not the watch |
| [03:45.75] | I need the things he' s haunted |
| [03:53.00] | My hand burned for the Randall knife |
| [03:55.88] | There in the bottom drawer |
| [04:01.32] | And I found a tear for my father' s life |
| [04:02.94] | And all that it stood for |