Never Coming Home
作词 : Bryan Martin
作曲 : Bryan Martin
My granddaddy was a trucker, took his fair share of uppers
Chasing white lines for a dollar, but he never let us down
Now I'm a different breed of drifter, I do my kind of drifting
With a guitar and a bottle and I play it good and loud
I cut tail and run too often to a bar down in Austin
If I forget the words, you can blame it on the Crown
But you can bet I know
About a lonesome road
You can bet I know
About a heavy load
They call it playing for a living, but the truth is, it isn't
As easy as a-writin' a song
Tell my babies I love 'em
But their daddy ain't never coming home
Well, I still remember hearing the roaring of the engine
Rolling in the drive after one long run
And he worked himself to death, but on his death bed
He looked at me and said, "The job ain't done"
And I've seen all I can see, just a guitar and me
Chasing every honky-tonk and the setting sun
But you can bet I know
About a lonesome road
You can bet I know
About a heavy load
They call it playing for a living, but the truth is, it isn't
As easy as a-writin' a song
Tell my babies I love 'em
But their daddy ain't never coming home
You can bet I know
About a lonesome road
You can bet I know
About a heavy load
They call it playing for a living, but the truth is, it isn't
As easy as a-writin' a song
Tell my babies I love 'em
But their daddy ain't never coming home
Tell my babies I love 'em
But their daddy ain't never coming home
Ain't never coming home
Never Coming HomeLRC歌词
[00:00.000] 作词 : Bryan Martin
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Bryan Martin
[00:13.413]My granddaddy was a trucker, took his fair share of uppers
[00:16.820]Chasing white lines for a dollar, but he never let us down
[00:22.204]Now I'm a different breed of drifter, I do my kind of drifting
[00:25.277]With a guitar and a bottle and I play it good and loud
[00:30.806]I cut tail and run too often to a bar down in Austin
[00:33.800]If I forget the words, you can blame it on the Crown
[00:38.793]But you can bet I know
[00:41.604]About a lonesome road
[00:44.733]You can bet I know
[00:47.774]About a heavy load
[00:51.791]They call it playing for a living, but the truth is, it isn't
[00:55.167]As easy as a-writin' a song
[00:58.017]Tell my babies I love 'em
[00:59.657]But their daddy ain't never coming home
[01:07.462]Well, I still remember hearing the roaring of the engine
[01:10.313]Rolling in the drive after one long run
[01:15.843]And he worked himself to death, but on his death bed
[01:18.886]He looked at me and said, "The job ain't done"
[01:24.271]And I've seen all I can see, just a guitar and me
[01:27.635]Chasing every honky-tonk and the setting sun
[01:32.423]But you can bet I know
[01:35.294]About a lonesome road
[01:38.467]You can bet I know
[01:41.413]About a heavy load
[01:45.375]They call it playing for a living, but the truth is, it isn't
[01:48.890]As easy as a-writin' a song
[01:51.701]Tell my babies I love 'em
[01:53.345]But their daddy ain't never coming home
[02:16.261]You can bet I know
[02:18.975]About a lonesome road
[02:22.436]You can bet I know
[02:25.342]About a heavy load
[02:29.229]They call it playing for a living, but the truth is, it isn't
[02:32.462]As easy as a-writin' a song
[02:35.310]Tell my babies I love 'em
[02:37.189]But their daddy ain't never coming home
[02:41.556]Tell my babies I love 'em
[02:43.193]But their daddy ain't never coming home
[02:50.499]Ain't never coming home
