| Song | Whiskey Night |
| Artist | REO Speedwagon |
| Album | Ridin' the Storm Out |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Richrath | |
| Lyrics:Gary Richrath Music:Gary Richrath | |
| My eyes are aching from the weight on them | |
| The pain of living is such a bore | |
| To make you happy I must bend for you | |
| But I can't take it anymore. | |
| And all the morning birds may laugh at me | |
| But they've got the same straight jobs to do | |
| And I can't see who is the biggest fool of all | |
| With my eyes all scarred from a whiskey night. | |
| I stumbled around with my eyes half closed | |
| And curse the sun for being so bright | |
| I hold you close, feel your warmth and wonder why | |
| The river of life for you runs right. | |
| And all the morning birds may laugh at me | |
| But they've got the same straight jobs to do | |
| And I can't see who is the biggest fool of all | |
| With my eyes all scarred from a whiskey night. | |
| My head is poundin' as I'm sittin' here | |
| And my mind's not workin' like it should | |
| Come on, guitar, you've got to save me | |
| And get me back feelin' like I should. |
| zuo ci : Richrath | |
| Lyrics: Gary Richrath Music: Gary Richrath | |
| My eyes are aching from the weight on them | |
| The pain of living is such a bore | |
| To make you happy I must bend for you | |
| But I can' t take it anymore. | |
| And all the morning birds may laugh at me | |
| But they' ve got the same straight jobs to do | |
| And I can' t see who is the biggest fool of all | |
| With my eyes all scarred from a whiskey night. | |
| I stumbled around with my eyes half closed | |
| And curse the sun for being so bright | |
| I hold you close, feel your warmth and wonder why | |
| The river of life for you runs right. | |
| And all the morning birds may laugh at me | |
| But they' ve got the same straight jobs to do | |
| And I can' t see who is the biggest fool of all | |
| With my eyes all scarred from a whiskey night. | |
| My head is poundin' as I' m sittin' here | |
| And my mind' s not workin' like it should | |
| Come on, guitar, you' ve got to save me | |
| And get me back feelin' like I should. |
| zuò cí : Richrath | |
| Lyrics: Gary Richrath Music: Gary Richrath | |
| My eyes are aching from the weight on them | |
| The pain of living is such a bore | |
| To make you happy I must bend for you | |
| But I can' t take it anymore. | |
| And all the morning birds may laugh at me | |
| But they' ve got the same straight jobs to do | |
| And I can' t see who is the biggest fool of all | |
| With my eyes all scarred from a whiskey night. | |
| I stumbled around with my eyes half closed | |
| And curse the sun for being so bright | |
| I hold you close, feel your warmth and wonder why | |
| The river of life for you runs right. | |
| And all the morning birds may laugh at me | |
| But they' ve got the same straight jobs to do | |
| And I can' t see who is the biggest fool of all | |
| With my eyes all scarred from a whiskey night. | |
| My head is poundin' as I' m sittin' here | |
| And my mind' s not workin' like it should | |
| Come on, guitar, you' ve got to save me | |
| And get me back feelin' like I should. |