| Song | Someplace Green |
| Artist | Oak Ridge Boys |
| Album | The Journey |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Terry | |
| The good Lord made man, then he rested for a little while | |
| Said look what | |
| I've done, ain't he pretty, then he cracked a smile | |
| I'll watch him grow, | |
| I'll hear him talk, learn to love and fight | |
| But when he's had his fill of these | |
| I'll walk him through the night | |
| To someplace green (someplace green) | |
| Someplace nice (someplace nice) | |
| Someplace that | |
| I (ooh-ooh) call paradise | |
| Growin' greener in the rain | |
| Waitin' there for man to claim | |
| The good Lord looked down on the earth one afternoon and frowned | |
| Said man ain't learned an awful lot since | |
| I carved him out of ground | |
| He's built a lot of steeples of clay and rocks and sand | |
| But he hasn't learned to get along with his fellow man | |
| And someplace green (someplace green) | |
| Someplace nice (someplace nice) | |
| Someplace that | |
| I (ooh-ooh) call paradise | |
| Is growin' greener in the rain | |
| Waitin' there for man to claim | |
| The good Lord's been around a while, he'll turn a tee at least | |
| And I guess he'll be around a while, when time and tide have ceased | |
| Lookin' down from somewhere, tryin' hard to find | |
| If man has earned his paradise the other side of time | |
| And someplace green (someplace green) | |
| Someplace nice (someplace nice) | |
| Someplace that he calls paradise | |
| Is growin' greener in the rain | |
| Waitin' there for man to claim | |
| Yes growin' green, green, green in the rai-ai-ain | |
| Waitin' there for man to claim |
| zuo ci : Terry | |
| The good Lord made man, then he rested for a little while | |
| Said look what | |
| I' ve done, ain' t he pretty, then he cracked a smile | |
| I' ll watch him grow, | |
| I' ll hear him talk, learn to love and fight | |
| But when he' s had his fill of these | |
| I' ll walk him through the night | |
| To someplace green someplace green | |
| Someplace nice someplace nice | |
| Someplace that | |
| I oohooh call paradise | |
| Growin' greener in the rain | |
| Waitin' there for man to claim | |
| The good Lord looked down on the earth one afternoon and frowned | |
| Said man ain' t learned an awful lot since | |
| I carved him out of ground | |
| He' s built a lot of steeples of clay and rocks and sand | |
| But he hasn' t learned to get along with his fellow man | |
| And someplace green someplace green | |
| Someplace nice someplace nice | |
| Someplace that | |
| I oohooh call paradise | |
| Is growin' greener in the rain | |
| Waitin' there for man to claim | |
| The good Lord' s been around a while, he' ll turn a tee at least | |
| And I guess he' ll be around a while, when time and tide have ceased | |
| Lookin' down from somewhere, tryin' hard to find | |
| If man has earned his paradise the other side of time | |
| And someplace green someplace green | |
| Someplace nice someplace nice | |
| Someplace that he calls paradise | |
| Is growin' greener in the rain | |
| Waitin' there for man to claim | |
| Yes growin' green, green, green in the raiaiain | |
| Waitin' there for man to claim |
| zuò cí : Terry | |
| The good Lord made man, then he rested for a little while | |
| Said look what | |
| I' ve done, ain' t he pretty, then he cracked a smile | |
| I' ll watch him grow, | |
| I' ll hear him talk, learn to love and fight | |
| But when he' s had his fill of these | |
| I' ll walk him through the night | |
| To someplace green someplace green | |
| Someplace nice someplace nice | |
| Someplace that | |
| I oohooh call paradise | |
| Growin' greener in the rain | |
| Waitin' there for man to claim | |
| The good Lord looked down on the earth one afternoon and frowned | |
| Said man ain' t learned an awful lot since | |
| I carved him out of ground | |
| He' s built a lot of steeples of clay and rocks and sand | |
| But he hasn' t learned to get along with his fellow man | |
| And someplace green someplace green | |
| Someplace nice someplace nice | |
| Someplace that | |
| I oohooh call paradise | |
| Is growin' greener in the rain | |
| Waitin' there for man to claim | |
| The good Lord' s been around a while, he' ll turn a tee at least | |
| And I guess he' ll be around a while, when time and tide have ceased | |
| Lookin' down from somewhere, tryin' hard to find | |
| If man has earned his paradise the other side of time | |
| And someplace green someplace green | |
| Someplace nice someplace nice | |
| Someplace that he calls paradise | |
| Is growin' greener in the rain | |
| Waitin' there for man to claim | |
| Yes growin' green, green, green in the raiaiain | |
| Waitin' there for man to claim |