《The Masterpiece》歌词

[00:00:01] The Masterpiece - Johnny Cash

[00:00:17] There was an old stone-cutter

[00:00:19] Who lived in a cabin on the mountain side

[00:00:22] And the old stone-cutter

[00:00:24] Knew it won't be long before he died

[00:00:27] And all around his cabin were statues the man had made

[00:00:32] Statues that the buyers said were all of a mediocre grade

[00:00:37] With his calloused hands he lit

[00:00:39] A lamp and laid down his head on his handmade table

[00:00:43] And he softly whispered Lord

[00:00:45] I'm old and shaky and I'm hardly able

[00:00:49] But give me strenght and wisdom

[00:00:51] And give me a week at least

[00:00:54] And I'll climb up to the top

[00:00:56] Of this mountain and chisel out a masterpiece

[00:01:00] The very next morning he felt new strenght

[00:01:02] And he took his brand

[00:01:04] New hammer and the sharpest chisel

[00:01:06] He began to climb the mountain

[00:01:08] His old feet slipping in the freezing dizzle

[00:01:11] When he finally reached the

[00:01:13] Top he shouted to a world that didn't hear

[00:01:16] I'll carve my masterpiece out of this marble boulder here

[00:01:22] So the hammer beat the

[00:01:23] Chisel and he hammered till an image grew

[00:01:28] Then he stopped to look it

[00:01:29] Over to appraise his work when he was through

[00:01:33] It was a boy carrying a crippled

[00:01:35] Boy and the old man said it isn't my masterpiece

[00:01:39] I'll call it charity and then a masterpiece of mine will be

[00:01:45] So the hammer beat the chisel

[00:01:47] Til another immage in a marbel grew

[00:01:50] Then the wind began to blowing

[00:01:52] And he sat and rested when he was through

[00:01:55] It was the image of a mother holding her child

[00:01:59] He said this is love as the world would know

[00:02:02] But it isn't my masterpiece and he began again as it began to snow

[00:02:10] The hammer beat the chisel as

[00:02:12] The snow fell harder and the wind grew and grew

[00:02:15] He fell to his knees holding a

[00:02:17] Stone and he threw down his hammer and his chisel too

[00:02:21] He lay frozen face down in

[00:02:23] The snow but one hand was held for the world to see

[00:02:28] Cut in the marble was his

[00:02:30] Masterpice three neatly carved letters G O D