Porch Swing In Tupelo
Elton John
Theres a porch swing in Tupelo
In the shade of the south
Where the sweet honey drips off that old hush-yo-mouth
Its a slow road on down
That old Natchez Trace
Through Alabama cotton fields to a state of grace
Its a crisp golden Autumn
On the Tennessee line
Rolling down to Mississippi like you headed back in time
Towns closed on Sunday
Everybodys in church
Its empty as the moon this place here on earth
And this place dont change
Some places move slow
Im just rocking myself on this porch swing in Tupelo
I got nothing to do cept hang in the breeze
Ghosts of the old south are all around me
Yea swing high, yea swing low
Here on this porch swing in Tupelo
His mama must have loved him
That truck drivin boy
With the grease monkey look and the rock n roll voice
Well I was just thinkin bout him
Cause I guess he sat here
Singing all praise to God through povertys tears
And this place dont change
Some places move slow
Im just rocking myself on this porch swing in Tupelo
I got nothing to do cept hang in the breeze
Ghosts of the old south are all around me
Yea swing high, yea swing low
Here on this porch swing in Tupelo
And this place dont change
Some places move slow
Im just rocking myself on this porch swing in Tupelo
I got nothing to do cept hang in the breeze
Ghosts of the old south are all around me
Yea swing high, yea swing low
Here on this porch swing in Tupelo
And this place dont change
Some places move slow
Im just rocking myself on this porch swing in Tupelo
I got nothing to do cept hang in the breeze
Ghosts of the old south are all around me
Yea swing high, yea swing low
On this porch swing in Tupelo
Here on this porch swing in Tupelo
Here on this porch swing in Tupelo
编辑于2004/11/09更新

Porch Swing In Tupelo歌词

Elton John

简介： 艾尔顿·约翰于1947年3月25日出生于英国伦敦市郊，自幼学习钢琴课程。被誉为 英国乐坛常青树 。

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[00:02.55]Porch Swing In Tupelo
[00:06.43]Elton John
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[00:14.33]Theres a porch swing in Tupelo
[00:17.91]In the shade of the south
[00:21.46]Where the sweet honey drips off that old hush-yo-mouth
[00:28.87]Its a slow road on down
[00:32.38]That old Natchez Trace
[00:36.03]Through Alabama cotton fields to a state of grace
[00:43.36]Its a crisp golden Autumn
[00:46.95]On the Tennessee line
[00:50.55]Rolling down to Mississippi like you headed back in time
[00:58.11]Towns closed on Sunday
[01:01.36]Everybodys in church
[01:04.29]Its empty as the moon this place here on earth
[03:45.82][03:13.65][02:12.16][01:11.23]And this place dont change
[03:49.35][03:17.19][02:15.64][01:14.31]Some places move slow
[03:53.01][03:20.69][02:19.31][01:18.41]Im just rocking myself on this porch swing in Tupelo
[03:59.79][03:27.88][02:26.34][01:25.60]I got nothing to do cept hang in the breeze
[04:03.49][03:32.14][02:30.61][01:29.64]Ghosts of the old south are all around me
[04:07.03][03:35.66][02:34.09][01:33.27]Yea swing high, yea swing low
[04:24.94][04:17.47][03:39.43][02:37.87][01:36.90]Here on this porch swing in Tupelo
[04:31.89][02:44.68]
[01:44.71]His mama must have loved him
[01:48.20]That truck drivin boy
[01:51.71]With the grease monkey look and the rock n roll voice
[01:58.36]Well I was just thinkin bout him
[02:02.33]Cause I guess he sat here
[02:05.22]Singing all praise to God through povertys tears
[04:11.01]On this porch swing in Tupelo
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