| Song | Death of Floyd Collins |
| Artist | John Prine |
| Album | Standard Songs for Average People |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Jenkins, Spain | |
| Oh, come all ye young people and listen while I tell, | |
| The fate of Floyd Collins, the lad we all knew well, | |
| His face was fair and handsome, his heart was true and brave, | |
| His body now lies sleeping in a lonely sandstone cave. | |
| Oh , mother don't you worry, dear father don't' be sad, | |
| I'll tell you all my troubles in an awful dream I had, | |
| I dreamed I was a prisoner, my life I could not save, | |
| I cried "Oh must I perish within this silent cave. | |
| The rescue party labored, they worked both night and day, | |
| To move the mighty barrier that stood within their way, | |
| To rescue Floyd Collins, it was their battle cry, | |
| "We'll never, no we'll never, let Floyd Collins die." | |
| But on that fateful morning, the sun rose in the sky, | |
| The workers still were busy, "we'll save him by and by," | |
| But oh how sad the ending, his life could not be saved, | |
| His body was then sleeping in the lonely sandstone cave. | |
| Young people, all take warning from Floyd Collin's fate, | |
| And get right with your maker before it is too late. | |
| It may not be a Sand Cave in which we find our tomb, | |
| But on that day of judgment, we too must meet our doom. |
| zuo ci : Jenkins, Spain | |
| Oh, come all ye young people and listen while I tell, | |
| The fate of Floyd Collins, the lad we all knew well, | |
| His face was fair and handsome, his heart was true and brave, | |
| His body now lies sleeping in a lonely sandstone cave. | |
| Oh , mother don' t you worry, dear father don' t' be sad, | |
| I' ll tell you all my troubles in an awful dream I had, | |
| I dreamed I was a prisoner, my life I could not save, | |
| I cried " Oh must I perish within this silent cave. | |
| The rescue party labored, they worked both night and day, | |
| To move the mighty barrier that stood within their way, | |
| To rescue Floyd Collins, it was their battle cry, | |
| " We' ll never, no we' ll never, let Floyd Collins die." | |
| But on that fateful morning, the sun rose in the sky, | |
| The workers still were busy, " we' ll save him by and by," | |
| But oh how sad the ending, his life could not be saved, | |
| His body was then sleeping in the lonely sandstone cave. | |
| Young people, all take warning from Floyd Collin' s fate, | |
| And get right with your maker before it is too late. | |
| It may not be a Sand Cave in which we find our tomb, | |
| But on that day of judgment, we too must meet our doom. |
| zuò cí : Jenkins, Spain | |
| Oh, come all ye young people and listen while I tell, | |
| The fate of Floyd Collins, the lad we all knew well, | |
| His face was fair and handsome, his heart was true and brave, | |
| His body now lies sleeping in a lonely sandstone cave. | |
| Oh , mother don' t you worry, dear father don' t' be sad, | |
| I' ll tell you all my troubles in an awful dream I had, | |
| I dreamed I was a prisoner, my life I could not save, | |
| I cried " Oh must I perish within this silent cave. | |
| The rescue party labored, they worked both night and day, | |
| To move the mighty barrier that stood within their way, | |
| To rescue Floyd Collins, it was their battle cry, | |
| " We' ll never, no we' ll never, let Floyd Collins die." | |
| But on that fateful morning, the sun rose in the sky, | |
| The workers still were busy, " we' ll save him by and by," | |
| But oh how sad the ending, his life could not be saved, | |
| His body was then sleeping in the lonely sandstone cave. | |
| Young people, all take warning from Floyd Collin' s fate, | |
| And get right with your maker before it is too late. | |
| It may not be a Sand Cave in which we find our tomb, | |
| But on that day of judgment, we too must meet our doom. |