| Song | Me and Billy Barnum |
| Artist | Josh Woodward |
| Album | The Simple Life |
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| 作曲 : Woodward | |
| In 1912, I was only a boy | |
| Hardly 10 years old | |
| The summer was dry, the sun in the sky | |
| Where secrets burn like matches | |
| In my Sunday best, I went down for a walk | |
| To Billy Barnum's house | |
| He was alone, no one was home | |
| So I had an idea | |
| I said to Billy, "let's go walking down in the ravine | |
| There's no one here for miles so we never will be seen | |
| If your folks are in Peoria, they won't be back for hours | |
| So let's go have some fun." | |
| We walked down through the tangle of trees | |
| I lost my bearing twice | |
| But then we emerged, the top of the earth | |
| And watched in silent wonder | |
| We stood tall on the edge of the bridge | |
| When a gust of wind blew through | |
| I stumbled and weaved, and reached for his sleeve | |
| To try and find my balance | |
| But Billy lost his footing and he slipped off of the edge | |
| He caught himself with one hand on an overhanging ledge | |
| But his strength would only last him for a minute, maybe two | |
| Then he crashed down in the river | |
| He crashed down in the river | |
| A shallow grave on the outskirts of town | |
| Is where I laid him down | |
| A secret it's stayed, what happened that day | |
| With me and Billy Barnum | |
| With me and Billy Barnum |
| zuo qu : Woodward | |
| In 1912, I was only a boy | |
| Hardly 10 years old | |
| The summer was dry, the sun in the sky | |
| Where secrets burn like matches | |
| In my Sunday best, I went down for a walk | |
| To Billy Barnum' s house | |
| He was alone, no one was home | |
| So I had an idea | |
| I said to Billy, " let' s go walking down in the ravine | |
| There' s no one here for miles so we never will be seen | |
| If your folks are in Peoria, they won' t be back for hours | |
| So let' s go have some fun." | |
| We walked down through the tangle of trees | |
| I lost my bearing twice | |
| But then we emerged, the top of the earth | |
| And watched in silent wonder | |
| We stood tall on the edge of the bridge | |
| When a gust of wind blew through | |
| I stumbled and weaved, and reached for his sleeve | |
| To try and find my balance | |
| But Billy lost his footing and he slipped off of the edge | |
| He caught himself with one hand on an overhanging ledge | |
| But his strength would only last him for a minute, maybe two | |
| Then he crashed down in the river | |
| He crashed down in the river | |
| A shallow grave on the outskirts of town | |
| Is where I laid him down | |
| A secret it' s stayed, what happened that day | |
| With me and Billy Barnum | |
| With me and Billy Barnum |
| zuò qǔ : Woodward | |
| In 1912, I was only a boy | |
| Hardly 10 years old | |
| The summer was dry, the sun in the sky | |
| Where secrets burn like matches | |
| In my Sunday best, I went down for a walk | |
| To Billy Barnum' s house | |
| He was alone, no one was home | |
| So I had an idea | |
| I said to Billy, " let' s go walking down in the ravine | |
| There' s no one here for miles so we never will be seen | |
| If your folks are in Peoria, they won' t be back for hours | |
| So let' s go have some fun." | |
| We walked down through the tangle of trees | |
| I lost my bearing twice | |
| But then we emerged, the top of the earth | |
| And watched in silent wonder | |
| We stood tall on the edge of the bridge | |
| When a gust of wind blew through | |
| I stumbled and weaved, and reached for his sleeve | |
| To try and find my balance | |
| But Billy lost his footing and he slipped off of the edge | |
| He caught himself with one hand on an overhanging ledge | |
| But his strength would only last him for a minute, maybe two | |
| Then he crashed down in the river | |
| He crashed down in the river | |
| A shallow grave on the outskirts of town | |
| Is where I laid him down | |
| A secret it' s stayed, what happened that day | |
| With me and Billy Barnum | |
| With me and Billy Barnum |