《Folk Singer》歌词

[00:00:00] Folk Singer - Glen Campbell (格伦·坎贝尔)

[00:00:01] Written by：Johnny Cash

[00:00:12] As I walk these narrow streets where a million passin'

[00:00:16] Feet are before me

[00:00:23] With my guitar in my hand suddenly I realize nobody

[00:00:29] Knows me

[00:00:34] Well yesterday the motor toots screamed and cried my name

[00:00:38] Out for a song

[00:00:46] Now the streets are empty and the crowds they go

[00:00:51] On home

[00:00:56] With the rain on my face there's no place where

[00:01:01] I belong

[00:01:07] And my whole life consists of a story of poem

[00:01:12] At a song

[00:01:18] Now the truths I've tried to tell you are as

[00:01:21] Distant as the moon

[00:01:30] More than hundred years too late two hundred years too

[00:01:35] Soon

[00:01:39] I'm a child of the sage

[00:01:43] Lord's been in the

[00:01:44] Pages of a book

[00:01:50] But when I'm dust and clay

[00:01:53] Where other people stop

[00:01:56] And to look

[00:02:01] And will they marvel and the miracles

[00:02:04] And perform into the

[00:02:06] High size to spider

[00:02:14] Oh will they take the pages of the book

[00:02:17] To light of fire

[00:02:23] With the rain on my face

[00:02:26] There's no place where

[00:02:28] I belong