LRC歌词
[00:00.17]Will You Visit Me on Sundays - Merle Haggard
[00:02.17]Written by:Dallas Frazier
[00:09.44]Just outside these prison bars the hanging tree is waiting
[00:17.37]At sunrise I'll meet darkness and death will say hello
[00:27.90]Darling touch your lips to mine and tell me that you love me
[00:35.91]Promise me again before you go
[00:43.48]Will you visit me on Sunday will you bring me pretty flowers
[00:52.20]Will your big blue eyes be misty will you brush away a tear
[01:00.70]A grave is filled with silence but if a sleeping man could hear
[01:08.92]Darling would I hear your footsteps up there
[01:25.72]Promise me that time won't separate me from your memory
[01:33.32]That you'll remember me until the days of silver hair
[01:43.97]If not for you I know I'd lose my mind before the morning
[01:52.16]Hold me close and tell me that you care
[01:59.26]And will you visit me on Sunday will you bring me pretty flowers
[02:08.55]Will your big blue eyes be misty will you brush away a tear
[02:16.84]A grave is filled with silence but if a sleeping man could hear
[02:24.96]Darling would I hear your footsteps up there
[02:32.47]Will you visit me on Sunday will you bring me pretty flowers
[02:41.16]Will your big blue eyes be misty will you brush away a tear
文本歌词
Will You Visit Me on Sundays - Merle Haggard
Written by:Dallas Frazier
Just outside these prison bars the hanging tree is waiting
At sunrise I'll meet darkness and death will say hello
Darling touch your lips to mine and tell me that you love me
Promise me again before you go
Will you visit me on Sunday will you bring me pretty flowers
Will your big blue eyes be misty will you brush away a tear
A grave is filled with silence but if a sleeping man could hear
Darling would I hear your footsteps up there
Promise me that time won't separate me from your memory
That you'll remember me until the days of silver hair
If not for you I know I'd lose my mind before the morning
Hold me close and tell me that you care
And will you visit me on Sunday will you bring me pretty flowers
Will your big blue eyes be misty will you brush away a tear
A grave is filled with silence but if a sleeping man could hear
Darling would I hear your footsteps up there
Will you visit me on Sunday will you bring me pretty flowers
Will your big blue eyes be misty will you brush away a tear