| Song | Shaky Ground |
| Artist | Jackie Greene |
| Album | Till The Light Comes (Edited) |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Bluhm, Greene | |
| Too much time is spent on the dead | |
| All the places found us back to live in his head | |
| Like the bones of a lover on a dying bed | |
| With all the nothings that he never said | |
| Mr. Motorcycle must have missed his plane | |
| Thousand miles an hour [Incomprehensible] | |
| Could've been ugly, could've been a shame | |
| Turned him around by calling out his name | |
| An young prince charming wrote the book of love | |
| Said the words came from a place above | |
| And he flew it on the wings of a virgin love | |
| But nobody knows what he was speaking of | |
| It all goes around | |
| Some break free, some break down | |
| Some get lost and some get found | |
| Though I stand upon shaky ground | |
| I know it all goes around | |
| Well, John, the liar, he talks endlessly | |
| He's traveled 'cross the world and the seven seas | |
| He makes up places to go and people to be | |
| Sometimes | |
| I think that he made up me | |
| Mississippi singers must've said it best | |
| There ain't nothing worse than emptiness | |
| You got an empty bottle and an empty chest | |
| Nothing more, always less | |
| It all goes around | |
| Some break free, some break down | |
| Some get lost and some get found | |
| Although I stand upon shaky ground | |
| I know it all goes around, alright | |
| Wake up, child and there's a work to do | |
| The crop is getting thin and the chickens too | |
| Better get moving while the day is new | |
| I know you got something left in you | |
| I know it all goes around | |
| Some break free and some break down | |
| Some get lost trying to get found | |
| Though I stand upon shaky ground | |
| I know it all goes around | |
| Round and round, and round and round | |
| Round and round, and round and round | |
| Round and round, and round and round | |
| Round and round, and round and round | |
| Round and round, and round and round | |
| Round and round, and round and round |
| zuo qu : Bluhm, Greene | |
| Too much time is spent on the dead | |
| All the places found us back to live in his head | |
| Like the bones of a lover on a dying bed | |
| With all the nothings that he never said | |
| Mr. Motorcycle must have missed his plane | |
| Thousand miles an hour Incomprehensible | |
| Could' ve been ugly, could' ve been a shame | |
| Turned him around by calling out his name | |
| An young prince charming wrote the book of love | |
| Said the words came from a place above | |
| And he flew it on the wings of a virgin love | |
| But nobody knows what he was speaking of | |
| It all goes around | |
| Some break free, some break down | |
| Some get lost and some get found | |
| Though I stand upon shaky ground | |
| I know it all goes around | |
| Well, John, the liar, he talks endlessly | |
| He' s traveled ' cross the world and the seven seas | |
| He makes up places to go and people to be | |
| Sometimes | |
| I think that he made up me | |
| Mississippi singers must' ve said it best | |
| There ain' t nothing worse than emptiness | |
| You got an empty bottle and an empty chest | |
| Nothing more, always less | |
| It all goes around | |
| Some break free, some break down | |
| Some get lost and some get found | |
| Although I stand upon shaky ground | |
| I know it all goes around, alright | |
| Wake up, child and there' s a work to do | |
| The crop is getting thin and the chickens too | |
| Better get moving while the day is new | |
| I know you got something left in you | |
| I know it all goes around | |
| Some break free and some break down | |
| Some get lost trying to get found | |
| Though I stand upon shaky ground | |
| I know it all goes around | |
| Round and round, and round and round | |
| Round and round, and round and round | |
| Round and round, and round and round | |
| Round and round, and round and round | |
| Round and round, and round and round | |
| Round and round, and round and round |
| zuò qǔ : Bluhm, Greene | |
| Too much time is spent on the dead | |
| All the places found us back to live in his head | |
| Like the bones of a lover on a dying bed | |
| With all the nothings that he never said | |
| Mr. Motorcycle must have missed his plane | |
| Thousand miles an hour Incomprehensible | |
| Could' ve been ugly, could' ve been a shame | |
| Turned him around by calling out his name | |
| An young prince charming wrote the book of love | |
| Said the words came from a place above | |
| And he flew it on the wings of a virgin love | |
| But nobody knows what he was speaking of | |
| It all goes around | |
| Some break free, some break down | |
| Some get lost and some get found | |
| Though I stand upon shaky ground | |
| I know it all goes around | |
| Well, John, the liar, he talks endlessly | |
| He' s traveled ' cross the world and the seven seas | |
| He makes up places to go and people to be | |
| Sometimes | |
| I think that he made up me | |
| Mississippi singers must' ve said it best | |
| There ain' t nothing worse than emptiness | |
| You got an empty bottle and an empty chest | |
| Nothing more, always less | |
| It all goes around | |
| Some break free, some break down | |
| Some get lost and some get found | |
| Although I stand upon shaky ground | |
| I know it all goes around, alright | |
| Wake up, child and there' s a work to do | |
| The crop is getting thin and the chickens too | |
| Better get moving while the day is new | |
| I know you got something left in you | |
| I know it all goes around | |
| Some break free and some break down | |
| Some get lost trying to get found | |
| Though I stand upon shaky ground | |
| I know it all goes around | |
| Round and round, and round and round | |
| Round and round, and round and round | |
| Round and round, and round and round | |
| Round and round, and round and round | |
| Round and round, and round and round | |
| Round and round, and round and round |