| Song | I Ain't Been Myself In Years |
| Artist | Yonder Mountain String Band |
| Album | Yonder Mountain String Band |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Galloway | |
| There's a voice blowing over the mountain | |
| A voice I used to know | |
| I'll bet you ten it's her again | |
| That girl from long ago | |
| She wanted California | |
| Got Oregon I hear | |
| Seems only fair to warn ya | |
| I ain't been myself in years | |
| What's left of it all went with her | |
| Packed up in broken dreams | |
| I'll tell ya friend I loved her then | |
| And I always will it seems | |
| Chorus: | |
| That evening breeze reminds me | |
| So soft against my ear | |
| Before she was behind me | |
| I ain't been myself in years | |
| Sometimes I hear her laughing | |
| Sometimes I see her face | |
| Sometimes I think she's coming back | |
| To fix this broken place | |
| So easy to see right through me | |
| Too late to change my ways | |
| I'll tell ya friend I loved her when | |
| I wasn't in this haze | |
| [ Chorus ] | |
| I ain't been myself in years |
| zuo ci : Galloway | |
| There' s a voice blowing over the mountain | |
| A voice I used to know | |
| I' ll bet you ten it' s her again | |
| That girl from long ago | |
| She wanted California | |
| Got Oregon I hear | |
| Seems only fair to warn ya | |
| I ain' t been myself in years | |
| What' s left of it all went with her | |
| Packed up in broken dreams | |
| I' ll tell ya friend I loved her then | |
| And I always will it seems | |
| Chorus: | |
| That evening breeze reminds me | |
| So soft against my ear | |
| Before she was behind me | |
| I ain' t been myself in years | |
| Sometimes I hear her laughing | |
| Sometimes I see her face | |
| Sometimes I think she' s coming back | |
| To fix this broken place | |
| So easy to see right through me | |
| Too late to change my ways | |
| I' ll tell ya friend I loved her when | |
| I wasn' t in this haze | |
| Chorus | |
| I ain' t been myself in years |
| zuò cí : Galloway | |
| There' s a voice blowing over the mountain | |
| A voice I used to know | |
| I' ll bet you ten it' s her again | |
| That girl from long ago | |
| She wanted California | |
| Got Oregon I hear | |
| Seems only fair to warn ya | |
| I ain' t been myself in years | |
| What' s left of it all went with her | |
| Packed up in broken dreams | |
| I' ll tell ya friend I loved her then | |
| And I always will it seems | |
| Chorus: | |
| That evening breeze reminds me | |
| So soft against my ear | |
| Before she was behind me | |
| I ain' t been myself in years | |
| Sometimes I hear her laughing | |
| Sometimes I see her face | |
| Sometimes I think she' s coming back | |
| To fix this broken place | |
| So easy to see right through me | |
| Too late to change my ways | |
| I' ll tell ya friend I loved her when | |
| I wasn' t in this haze | |
| Chorus | |
| I ain' t been myself in years |