Ain't Hurtin' Nobody Lyrics
| Song | Ain't Hurtin' Nobody |
| Artist | John Prine |
| Album | Lost Dogs & Mixed Blessings |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Prine | |
| I'm a walkin' down the street like lucky larue | |
| Got my hand in my pocket i'm thinkin' 'bout you | |
| I ain't hurtin' nobody | |
| I ain't hurtin' no one | |
| There's three hundred men in the state of tennessee | |
| They're waiting to die, they won't never be free | |
| I ain't hurtin' nobody | |
| I ain't hurtin' no one | |
| Six million seven hundred thousand and thirty-three lights on | |
| You think someone could take the time to sit down | |
| And listen to the words of my song | |
| At the beach in indiana i was nine years old | |
| Heard little richard singing "tutti frutti" | |
| From the top of a telephone pole | |
| I wasn't hurtin' nobody | |
| I wasn't hurtin' no one | |
| There's roosters laying chickens and chickens layin' eggs | |
| Farm machinery eating people's arms and legs | |
| I wasn't hurtin' nobody | |
| I wasn't hurtin' no one | |
| Perfectly crafted popular hit songs never use the wrong rhyme | |
| You'd think that waitress could get my order | |
| Right the first time | |
| She's sitting on the back steps just shucking that corn | |
| That gal's been grinning since the day she was born | |
| She ain't hurtin' nobody | |
| She ain't hurtin' no one | |
| I used to live in chicago where the cold wind blows | |
| I delivered more junk mail than the junkyard would hold | |
| I wasn't hurtin' nobody | |
| I wasn't hurtin' no one | |
| You can fool some of the people part of the time | |
| In a rock and roll song | |
| Fifty million elvis presley fans | |
| Can't be all wrong |
| zuo ci : Prine | |
| I' m a walkin' down the street like lucky larue | |
| Got my hand in my pocket i' m thinkin' ' bout you | |
| I ain' t hurtin' nobody | |
| I ain' t hurtin' no one | |
| There' s three hundred men in the state of tennessee | |
| They' re waiting to die, they won' t never be free | |
| I ain' t hurtin' nobody | |
| I ain' t hurtin' no one | |
| Six million seven hundred thousand and thirtythree lights on | |
| You think someone could take the time to sit down | |
| And listen to the words of my song | |
| At the beach in indiana i was nine years old | |
| Heard little richard singing " tutti frutti" | |
| From the top of a telephone pole | |
| I wasn' t hurtin' nobody | |
| I wasn' t hurtin' no one | |
| There' s roosters laying chickens and chickens layin' eggs | |
| Farm machinery eating people' s arms and legs | |
| I wasn' t hurtin' nobody | |
| I wasn' t hurtin' no one | |
| Perfectly crafted popular hit songs never use the wrong rhyme | |
| You' d think that waitress could get my order | |
| Right the first time | |
| She' s sitting on the back steps just shucking that corn | |
| That gal' s been grinning since the day she was born | |
| She ain' t hurtin' nobody | |
| She ain' t hurtin' no one | |
| I used to live in chicago where the cold wind blows | |
| I delivered more junk mail than the junkyard would hold | |
| I wasn' t hurtin' nobody | |
| I wasn' t hurtin' no one | |
| You can fool some of the people part of the time | |
| In a rock and roll song | |
| Fifty million elvis presley fans | |
| Can' t be all wrong |
| zuò cí : Prine | |
| I' m a walkin' down the street like lucky larue | |
| Got my hand in my pocket i' m thinkin' ' bout you | |
| I ain' t hurtin' nobody | |
| I ain' t hurtin' no one | |
| There' s three hundred men in the state of tennessee | |
| They' re waiting to die, they won' t never be free | |
| I ain' t hurtin' nobody | |
| I ain' t hurtin' no one | |
| Six million seven hundred thousand and thirtythree lights on | |
| You think someone could take the time to sit down | |
| And listen to the words of my song | |
| At the beach in indiana i was nine years old | |
| Heard little richard singing " tutti frutti" | |
| From the top of a telephone pole | |
| I wasn' t hurtin' nobody | |
| I wasn' t hurtin' no one | |
| There' s roosters laying chickens and chickens layin' eggs | |
| Farm machinery eating people' s arms and legs | |
| I wasn' t hurtin' nobody | |
| I wasn' t hurtin' no one | |
| Perfectly crafted popular hit songs never use the wrong rhyme | |
| You' d think that waitress could get my order | |
| Right the first time | |
| She' s sitting on the back steps just shucking that corn | |
| That gal' s been grinning since the day she was born | |
| She ain' t hurtin' nobody | |
| She ain' t hurtin' no one | |
| I used to live in chicago where the cold wind blows | |
| I delivered more junk mail than the junkyard would hold | |
| I wasn' t hurtin' nobody | |
| I wasn' t hurtin' no one | |
| You can fool some of the people part of the time | |
| In a rock and roll song | |
| Fifty million elvis presley fans | |
| Can' t be all wrong |
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