Immigrant Eyes Lyrics
| Song | Immigrant Eyes |
| Artist | Willie Nelson |
| Album | Ride Me Back Home |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:00.000] | 作词 : Guy Clark/Roger Murrah |
| [00:01.000] | 作曲 : Guy Clark/Roger Murrah |
| [00:12.000] | Oh, Ellis Island was swarming |
| [00:17.000] | Like a scene from a costume ball |
| [00:23.000] | Decked out in the colors of Europe |
| [00:27.000] | And on fire with the hope of it all |
| [00:33.000] | There my father's own father stood huddled |
| [00:38.000] | With the tired and hungry and scared |
| [00:44.000] | Turn of the century pilgrims |
| [00:49.000] | Bound by the dream that they shared |
| [00:56.000] | They were standing in line just like cattle |
| [01:02.000] | Poked and sorted and shoved |
| [01:07.000] | Some were one desk away from sweet freedom |
| [01:12.000] | Some were torn from someone they love |
| [01:17.000] | Through this sprawling Tower of Babel |
| [01:22.000] | Came a young man, confused and alone |
| [01:28.000] | Determined and bound for America |
| [01:33.000] | And carrying all that he owned |
| [01:41.000] | Sometimes when I looked in my grandfather's immigrant eyes |
| [01:48.000] | I saw that day reflected and I couldn't hold my feelings inside |
| [01:56.000] | I saw started with nothing and working hard all of his life |
| [02:04.000] | "So don't take it for granted," said grandfather's immigrant eyes |
| [02:56.000] | He would rock and stare out the window |
| [03:01.000] | But his eyes are still just as clear |
| [03:07.000] | As the day he sailed through the Harbor |
| [03:11.000] | And come ashore on that island of tears |
| [03:17.000] | My grandfather's days were numbered |
| [03:22.000] | But I won't let his memory die |
| [03:27.000] | 'Cause he gave me the gift of this country |
| [03:32.000] | And the look in his immigrant eyes |
| [03:38.000] | Sometimes when I looked in my grandfather's immigrant eyes |
| [03:45.000] | I saw that day reflected and couldn't hold my feelings inside |
| [03:53.000] | I saw started with nothing and working hard all of his life |
| [04:01.000] | "So don't take it for granted," said grandfather's immigrant eyes |
| [04:12.000] | "Don't take it for granted," said grandfather's immigrant eyes |
| [00:00.000] | zuo ci : Guy Clark Roger Murrah |
| [00:01.000] | zuo qu : Guy Clark Roger Murrah |
| [00:12.000] | Oh, Ellis Island was swarming |
| [00:17.000] | Like a scene from a costume ball |
| [00:23.000] | Decked out in the colors of Europe |
| [00:27.000] | And on fire with the hope of it all |
| [00:33.000] | There my father' s own father stood huddled |
| [00:38.000] | With the tired and hungry and scared |
| [00:44.000] | Turn of the century pilgrims |
| [00:49.000] | Bound by the dream that they shared |
| [00:56.000] | They were standing in line just like cattle |
| [01:02.000] | Poked and sorted and shoved |
| [01:07.000] | Some were one desk away from sweet freedom |
| [01:12.000] | Some were torn from someone they love |
| [01:17.000] | Through this sprawling Tower of Babel |
| [01:22.000] | Came a young man, confused and alone |
| [01:28.000] | Determined and bound for America |
| [01:33.000] | And carrying all that he owned |
| [01:41.000] | Sometimes when I looked in my grandfather' s immigrant eyes |
| [01:48.000] | I saw that day reflected and I couldn' t hold my feelings inside |
| [01:56.000] | I saw started with nothing and working hard all of his life |
| [02:04.000] | " So don' t take it for granted," said grandfather' s immigrant eyes |
| [02:56.000] | He would rock and stare out the window |
| [03:01.000] | But his eyes are still just as clear |
| [03:07.000] | As the day he sailed through the Harbor |
| [03:11.000] | And come ashore on that island of tears |
| [03:17.000] | My grandfather' s days were numbered |
| [03:22.000] | But I won' t let his memory die |
| [03:27.000] | ' Cause he gave me the gift of this country |
| [03:32.000] | And the look in his immigrant eyes |
| [03:38.000] | Sometimes when I looked in my grandfather' s immigrant eyes |
| [03:45.000] | I saw that day reflected and couldn' t hold my feelings inside |
| [03:53.000] | I saw started with nothing and working hard all of his life |
| [04:01.000] | " So don' t take it for granted," said grandfather' s immigrant eyes |
| [04:12.000] | " Don' t take it for granted," said grandfather' s immigrant eyes |
| [00:00.000] | zuò cí : Guy Clark Roger Murrah |
| [00:01.000] | zuò qǔ : Guy Clark Roger Murrah |
| [00:12.000] | Oh, Ellis Island was swarming |
| [00:17.000] | Like a scene from a costume ball |
| [00:23.000] | Decked out in the colors of Europe |
| [00:27.000] | And on fire with the hope of it all |
| [00:33.000] | There my father' s own father stood huddled |
| [00:38.000] | With the tired and hungry and scared |
| [00:44.000] | Turn of the century pilgrims |
| [00:49.000] | Bound by the dream that they shared |
| [00:56.000] | They were standing in line just like cattle |
| [01:02.000] | Poked and sorted and shoved |
| [01:07.000] | Some were one desk away from sweet freedom |
| [01:12.000] | Some were torn from someone they love |
| [01:17.000] | Through this sprawling Tower of Babel |
| [01:22.000] | Came a young man, confused and alone |
| [01:28.000] | Determined and bound for America |
| [01:33.000] | And carrying all that he owned |
| [01:41.000] | Sometimes when I looked in my grandfather' s immigrant eyes |
| [01:48.000] | I saw that day reflected and I couldn' t hold my feelings inside |
| [01:56.000] | I saw started with nothing and working hard all of his life |
| [02:04.000] | " So don' t take it for granted," said grandfather' s immigrant eyes |
| [02:56.000] | He would rock and stare out the window |
| [03:01.000] | But his eyes are still just as clear |
| [03:07.000] | As the day he sailed through the Harbor |
| [03:11.000] | And come ashore on that island of tears |
| [03:17.000] | My grandfather' s days were numbered |
| [03:22.000] | But I won' t let his memory die |
| [03:27.000] | ' Cause he gave me the gift of this country |
| [03:32.000] | And the look in his immigrant eyes |
| [03:38.000] | Sometimes when I looked in my grandfather' s immigrant eyes |
| [03:45.000] | I saw that day reflected and couldn' t hold my feelings inside |
| [03:53.000] | I saw started with nothing and working hard all of his life |
| [04:01.000] | " So don' t take it for granted," said grandfather' s immigrant eyes |
| [04:12.000] | " Don' t take it for granted," said grandfather' s immigrant eyes |
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