《Rosalee》歌词

[00:00:00] Rosalee - Grandpa Jones

[00:00:08] Way down in old Kentucky state was many years ago

[00:00:12] I used to hunt the 'possum and the 'coon

[00:00:17] The old folks they would gather 'round and have a merry day

[00:00:21] While the fiddles and the banjos were in tune

[00:00:25] I'll never never see again those happy days of yore

[00:00:29] And the little gods' rolling on the green

[00:00:34] The old folks and my Rosalee a-sittin' round the door

[00:00:38] Of my little old log cabin by the stream

[00:00:42] Then hang up the fiddle and the banjo on the wall

[00:00:46] Lay way the beating tamborine

[00:00:50] Angels called away my Rosalee the sweetest flower of all

[00:00:54] From my little old log cabin by the stream

[00:01:07] The little cabin's empty now and the river's rolling on

[00:01:11] And the willows wave above my Rosalee

[00:01:16] I sit beside her lonesome grave and cry because she's gone

[00:01:20] And wish I had her back again with me

[00:01:24] I know that in a better land I'll find my Rosalee

[00:01:28] I see her with the angels in my dream

[00:01:33] She'll be among that angel faire that comes to carry me

[00:01:36] From my little old log cabin by the stream

[00:01:41] Then hang up the fiddle and the banjo on the wall

[00:01:45] Lay way the beating tamborine

[00:01:49] Angels called away my Rosalee the sweetest flower of all

[00:01:53] From my little old log cabin by the stream