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Potter's Field

Song	Potter's Field
Artist	A Different Thread
Album	On a Whim

Lyrics

	作词 : Alicia Broeksmit Best
	作曲 : Alicia Broeksmit Best/Robert Edward Jackson
	They don’t know I came to town in my wedding dress
	My shoes were shined, I tried my very best
	He took my name and he gave me his
	But I’d rather none than a name like this

	Lay me in a shallow grave
	Wrap me in a linen shroud
	I would settle for a stone without a name
	Out in the potter’s field

	I never spoke about the silk and the satin too
	That he gave to me to hide the black and blue
	But in the dead of night and behind closed doors
	His rage was never satisfied with more

	Lay me in a shallow grave
	Wrap me in a linen shroud
	I would settle for a stone without a name
	Out in the potter’s field

	You should’ve seen me on the night I left
	Bare feet on the floor and part way dressed
	But it starts in the fingers and it moves from there
	A frozen girl on the old church stairs

	Lay me in a shallow grave
	Wrap me in a linen shroud
	I would settle for a stone without a name
	Out in the potter’s field

	Well the prettiest thing I’ve seen since I left the farm
	Was the frost shining in the morning sun
	And the care with which the old man lay me down
	As if he’d lost a daughter of his own

	Lay me in a shallow grave
	Wrap me in a linen shroud
	I would settle for a stone without a name
	Out in the potter’s fieldLay me in a shallow grave
	Wrap me in a linen shroud
	I would settle for a stone without a name
	Out in the potter’s field

	Lay me in a shallow grave
	Wrap me in a linen shroud
	I would settle for a stone without a name
	Out in the potter’s field

	I would settle for a stone without a name

Pinyin

	zuò cí : Alicia Broeksmit Best
	zuò qǔ : Alicia Broeksmit Best Robert Edward Jackson
	They don' t know I came to town in my wedding dress
	My shoes were shined, I tried my very best
	He took my name and he gave me his
	But I' d rather none than a name like this

	Lay me in a shallow grave
	Wrap me in a linen shroud
	I would settle for a stone without a name
	Out in the potter' s field

	I never spoke about the silk and the satin too
	That he gave to me to hide the black and blue
	But in the dead of night and behind closed doors
	His rage was never satisfied with more

	Lay me in a shallow grave
	Wrap me in a linen shroud
	I would settle for a stone without a name
	Out in the potter' s field

	You should' ve seen me on the night I left
	Bare feet on the floor and part way dressed
	But it starts in the fingers and it moves from there
	A frozen girl on the old church stairs

	Lay me in a shallow grave
	Wrap me in a linen shroud
	I would settle for a stone without a name
	Out in the potter' s field

	Well the prettiest thing I' ve seen since I left the farm
	Was the frost shining in the morning sun
	And the care with which the old man lay me down
	As if he' d lost a daughter of his own

	Lay me in a shallow grave
	Wrap me in a linen shroud
	I would settle for a stone without a name
	Out in the potter' s fieldLay me in a shallow grave
	Wrap me in a linen shroud
	I would settle for a stone without a name
	Out in the potter' s field

	Lay me in a shallow grave
	Wrap me in a linen shroud
	I would settle for a stone without a name
	Out in the potter' s field

	I would settle for a stone without a name