《Changi Banjo(Remaster)》歌词

[00:00:00] Changi Banjo (Remaster) - Lee Kernaghan

[00:00:00] Written by：Garth Porter/Lee Kernaghan/J. Griffin

[00:00:00] Well the old man died in the summer when the grass was dry and brown

[00:00:08] The long hard road he'd travelled had finally reached the end

[00:00:16] He was out on the veranda writing letters to his daughters

[00:00:23] When he heard the curlew calling and he just put down his pen

[00:00:33] Well he did two years in Changi in the big Pacific War

[00:00:41] He'd been to hell and back again somehow came though it all

[00:00:49] His most prized possession was the banjo that he made

[00:00:55] As he built it all around him he watched his comrades fall

[00:01:03] He'd play the Changi bango made of tin

[00:01:10] The bridge piece was the Rising Sun from off his slouch hat brim

[00:01:18] Had a broomstick neck and nails to pick his strings

[00:01:24] To the memory of is fallen mates the Changi banjo rings

[00:01:56] When he came ashore in Sydney like a ghost of skin and bones

[00:02:04] No one recognised the man behind the haunted face

[00:02:13] No one knows the sorrows only he could tell

[00:02:19] Of how he's taking one last journey to rest with his old mates

[00:02:27] He'll play his Changi banjo made of tin

[00:02:34] The bridge piece was the Rising Sun from off his slouch hat brim

[00:02:42] Had a broomstick neck and nails to pick his strings

[00:02:48] To the memory of is fallen mates the Changi banjo rings

[00:02:57] He'll play his Changi banjo made of tin

[00:03:03] The bridge piece was the Rising Sun from off his slouch hat brim

[00:03:11] Had a broomstick neck and nails to pick his strings

[00:03:18] To the memory of is fallen mates the Changi banjo rings

[00:03:26] To the memory of is fallen mates the Changi banjo rings