| Song | Little Road |
| Artist | Cheryl Wheeler |
| Album | Defying Gravity |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:00.00] | 作词 : Wheeler |
| [00:33.446] | How can there be trouble in this world |
| [00:38.818] | With the color in these hills the blue October sky |
| [00:44.297] | This little road that winds along the river |
| [00:50.177] | Dusty barns and tractors in the fields |
| [00:55.802] | And families sit in front yards or stand outside the churches |
| [01:01.534] | Kids are throwing footballs and pulling carts of pumpkins |
| [01:06.861] | And the morning sun is sparkling on the water |
| [01:12.448] | How can there be such trouble in this world |
| [01:17.972] | Where the mountains roll so gently |
| [01:20.985] | Deer graze on the hillsides birds chat on the phone lines |
| [01:26.555] | The whole wide world's a prayer for Sunday morning |
| [01:32.077] | The geese inspect the stubble in the fields |
| [01:37.809] | And all along the roadside families stop to wonder |
| [01:43.136] | At the new October morning |
| [01:45.851] | And a red tailed hawk is circling |
| [01:48.674] | And a father hugs his daughter |
| [01:51.382] | And an old man holds the car door for his wife to come and see |
| [01:58.119] | Then they turn and smile at me |
| [02:02.041][02:08.248] | I know of course I know that this is not the only picture |
| [02:13.956] | I don't of course I don't know what to do |
| [02:44.767] | But the road keeps winding through the afternoon |
| [02:50.290] | And it doesn't know the sorrow or an inkling of the shadow |
| [02:55.873] | Of the rage across the water the hatred and the horror |
| [03:01.398] | It just wanders through this valley with the river by its side |
| [03:08.441] | As the light fades from the sky |
| [03:12.312] | The beautiful light fades from the sky |
| [00:00.00] | zuo ci : Wheeler |
| [00:33.446] | How can there be trouble in this world |
| [00:38.818] | With the color in these hills the blue October sky |
| [00:44.297] | This little road that winds along the river |
| [00:50.177] | Dusty barns and tractors in the fields |
| [00:55.802] | And families sit in front yards or stand outside the churches |
| [01:01.534] | Kids are throwing footballs and pulling carts of pumpkins |
| [01:06.861] | And the morning sun is sparkling on the water |
| [01:12.448] | How can there be such trouble in this world |
| [01:17.972] | Where the mountains roll so gently |
| [01:20.985] | Deer graze on the hillsides birds chat on the phone lines |
| [01:26.555] | The whole wide world' s a prayer for Sunday morning |
| [01:32.077] | The geese inspect the stubble in the fields |
| [01:37.809] | And all along the roadside families stop to wonder |
| [01:43.136] | At the new October morning |
| [01:45.851] | And a red tailed hawk is circling |
| [01:48.674] | And a father hugs his daughter |
| [01:51.382] | And an old man holds the car door for his wife to come and see |
| [01:58.119] | Then they turn and smile at me |
| [02:02.041][02:08.248] | I know of course I know that this is not the only picture |
| [02:13.956] | I don' t of course I don' t know what to do |
| [02:44.767] | But the road keeps winding through the afternoon |
| [02:50.290] | And it doesn' t know the sorrow or an inkling of the shadow |
| [02:55.873] | Of the rage across the water the hatred and the horror |
| [03:01.398] | It just wanders through this valley with the river by its side |
| [03:08.441] | As the light fades from the sky |
| [03:12.312] | The beautiful light fades from the sky |
| [00:00.00] | zuò cí : Wheeler |
| [00:33.446] | How can there be trouble in this world |
| [00:38.818] | With the color in these hills the blue October sky |
| [00:44.297] | This little road that winds along the river |
| [00:50.177] | Dusty barns and tractors in the fields |
| [00:55.802] | And families sit in front yards or stand outside the churches |
| [01:01.534] | Kids are throwing footballs and pulling carts of pumpkins |
| [01:06.861] | And the morning sun is sparkling on the water |
| [01:12.448] | How can there be such trouble in this world |
| [01:17.972] | Where the mountains roll so gently |
| [01:20.985] | Deer graze on the hillsides birds chat on the phone lines |
| [01:26.555] | The whole wide world' s a prayer for Sunday morning |
| [01:32.077] | The geese inspect the stubble in the fields |
| [01:37.809] | And all along the roadside families stop to wonder |
| [01:43.136] | At the new October morning |
| [01:45.851] | And a red tailed hawk is circling |
| [01:48.674] | And a father hugs his daughter |
| [01:51.382] | And an old man holds the car door for his wife to come and see |
| [01:58.119] | Then they turn and smile at me |
| [02:02.041][02:08.248] | I know of course I know that this is not the only picture |
| [02:13.956] | I don' t of course I don' t know what to do |
| [02:44.767] | But the road keeps winding through the afternoon |
| [02:50.290] | And it doesn' t know the sorrow or an inkling of the shadow |
| [02:55.873] | Of the rage across the water the hatred and the horror |
| [03:01.398] | It just wanders through this valley with the river by its side |
| [03:08.441] | As the light fades from the sky |
| [03:12.312] | The beautiful light fades from the sky |