| Song | Levelland |
| Artist | Robert Earl Keen |
| Album | Picnic |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Keen | |
| Flatter than a tabletop | |
| Makes you wonder why they stopped here | |
| Wagon must have lost a wheel or they lacked ambition one | |
| On the great migration west | |
| Separated from the rest | |
| Though they might have tried their best | |
| They never caught the sun | |
| So they sunk some roots down in the dirt | |
| To keep from blowin' off the earth | |
| Built a town around here | |
| And when the dust had all but cleared | |
| They called it | |
| Levelland, the pride of man | |
| In Levelland | |
| Granddad grew the dry land wheat | |
| Stood on his own two feet | |
| His mind got incomplete and they put in the home | |
| Daddy's cotton grows so high | |
| Sucks the water table dry | |
| Rolling sprinklers circle round | |
| Bleedin' it to the bone | |
| And I won't be here when it comes a day | |
| It all dries up and blows away | |
| I'd hang around just to see | |
| But they never had much use for me in | |
| Levelland | |
| They don't understand me out in | |
| Levelland | |
| And I watch those jet trails carving up that big blue sky | |
| Coast to coasters watch 'em go | |
| And I never would blame 'em one damn bit | |
| If they never looked down on this | |
| Not much here they'd wanna know | |
| Just Levelland | |
| Far as you can point your hand | |
| Nothin' but | |
| Levelland | |
| Mama used to roll her hair | |
| Back before the central air | |
| We'd sit outside and watch the stars at night | |
| She'd tell me to make a wish | |
| I'd wish we both could fly | |
| Don't think she's seen the sky | |
| Since we got the satellite dish and | |
| I can hear the marching band | |
| Doin' the best they can | |
| They're playing "Smoke on the Water", "Joy to the World" | |
| I've paid off all my debts | |
| Got some change left over yet and | |
| I'm Gettin' on a whisper jet | |
| I'm gonna fly as far as | |
| I can get from | |
| Levelland, doin' the best | |
| I can Out in | |
| Levelland - imagine that |
| zuo ci : Keen | |
| Flatter than a tabletop | |
| Makes you wonder why they stopped here | |
| Wagon must have lost a wheel or they lacked ambition one | |
| On the great migration west | |
| Separated from the rest | |
| Though they might have tried their best | |
| They never caught the sun | |
| So they sunk some roots down in the dirt | |
| To keep from blowin' off the earth | |
| Built a town around here | |
| And when the dust had all but cleared | |
| They called it | |
| Levelland, the pride of man | |
| In Levelland | |
| Granddad grew the dry land wheat | |
| Stood on his own two feet | |
| His mind got incomplete and they put in the home | |
| Daddy' s cotton grows so high | |
| Sucks the water table dry | |
| Rolling sprinklers circle round | |
| Bleedin' it to the bone | |
| And I won' t be here when it comes a day | |
| It all dries up and blows away | |
| I' d hang around just to see | |
| But they never had much use for me in | |
| Levelland | |
| They don' t understand me out in | |
| Levelland | |
| And I watch those jet trails carving up that big blue sky | |
| Coast to coasters watch ' em go | |
| And I never would blame ' em one damn bit | |
| If they never looked down on this | |
| Not much here they' d wanna know | |
| Just Levelland | |
| Far as you can point your hand | |
| Nothin' but | |
| Levelland | |
| Mama used to roll her hair | |
| Back before the central air | |
| We' d sit outside and watch the stars at night | |
| She' d tell me to make a wish | |
| I' d wish we both could fly | |
| Don' t think she' s seen the sky | |
| Since we got the satellite dish and | |
| I can hear the marching band | |
| Doin' the best they can | |
| They' re playing " Smoke on the Water", " Joy to the World" | |
| I' ve paid off all my debts | |
| Got some change left over yet and | |
| I' m Gettin' on a whisper jet | |
| I' m gonna fly as far as | |
| I can get from | |
| Levelland, doin' the best | |
| I can Out in | |
| Levelland imagine that |
| zuò cí : Keen | |
| Flatter than a tabletop | |
| Makes you wonder why they stopped here | |
| Wagon must have lost a wheel or they lacked ambition one | |
| On the great migration west | |
| Separated from the rest | |
| Though they might have tried their best | |
| They never caught the sun | |
| So they sunk some roots down in the dirt | |
| To keep from blowin' off the earth | |
| Built a town around here | |
| And when the dust had all but cleared | |
| They called it | |
| Levelland, the pride of man | |
| In Levelland | |
| Granddad grew the dry land wheat | |
| Stood on his own two feet | |
| His mind got incomplete and they put in the home | |
| Daddy' s cotton grows so high | |
| Sucks the water table dry | |
| Rolling sprinklers circle round | |
| Bleedin' it to the bone | |
| And I won' t be here when it comes a day | |
| It all dries up and blows away | |
| I' d hang around just to see | |
| But they never had much use for me in | |
| Levelland | |
| They don' t understand me out in | |
| Levelland | |
| And I watch those jet trails carving up that big blue sky | |
| Coast to coasters watch ' em go | |
| And I never would blame ' em one damn bit | |
| If they never looked down on this | |
| Not much here they' d wanna know | |
| Just Levelland | |
| Far as you can point your hand | |
| Nothin' but | |
| Levelland | |
| Mama used to roll her hair | |
| Back before the central air | |
| We' d sit outside and watch the stars at night | |
| She' d tell me to make a wish | |
| I' d wish we both could fly | |
| Don' t think she' s seen the sky | |
| Since we got the satellite dish and | |
| I can hear the marching band | |
| Doin' the best they can | |
| They' re playing " Smoke on the Water", " Joy to the World" | |
| I' ve paid off all my debts | |
| Got some change left over yet and | |
| I' m Gettin' on a whisper jet | |
| I' m gonna fly as far as | |
| I can get from | |
| Levelland, doin' the best | |
| I can Out in | |
| Levelland imagine that |