LRC歌词
[ilingku:111]
[ver:v1.0]
[ti:I Keep Gettin' Paid The Same]
[ar:Joe Ely]
[al:Musta Notta Gotta Lotta]
[by:]
[offset:0]
[00:01.452]I'm a working
[00:02.516]On the line
[00:03.576]Six days at a time
[00:06.412]With a shovel and a spade
[00:09.182]I'm digging for the shade
[00:11.555]But I keep getting paid the same
[00:13.805]Been working for a man and he likes my style
[00:16.930]The more I sweat the more he smiles
[00:19.680]The more I sweat the deeper I get
[00:22.680]He's driving this poor boy wild
[00:25.369]I can't live no good on what I get paid
[00:28.307]I know trouble's just a poor man's claim to fame
[00:30.993]But the prices keep rising every day
[00:33.806]And I keep getting paid the same
[00:38.228]I get up every mornin' 'bout half past six
[00:41.493]Drink a pot a' coffee just to load a ton of bricks
[00:44.181]Long about noon I'm thinkin' that soon
[00:46.883]You're gonna work this poor boy sick
[00:49.696]I can't buy beans on what I get paid
[00:52.695]I was cooking biscuits when the bill collector came
[00:55.696]And the prices keep rising everyday
[00:58.477]And I keep getting paid the same
[01:27.818]I lay down my hammer when the whistle sounds
[01:30.744]I bury my shovel in the deep deep ground
[01:33.506]I run to my home to see my honey comb
[01:36.462]When that evening sun goes down
[01:39.210]I can't live to good on what I get paid
[01:42.212]My roof's got a hole and It's looking like rain
[01:45.260]And the prices keep rising everyday
[01:48.026]And I keep getting paid the same
[02:00.588]I keep getting paid the same
[02:04.745]I keep getting paid the same
[02:08.929]I keep getting paid the same
[02:13.307]I keep getting paid the same
[02:17.619]I keep getting paid the same
[02:21.461]I keep getting paid the same
文本歌词
I'm a working
On the line
Six days at a time
With a shovel and a spade
I'm digging for the shade
But I keep getting paid the same
Been working for a man and he likes my style
The more I sweat the more he smiles
The more I sweat the deeper I get
He's driving this poor boy wild
I can't live no good on what I get paid
I know trouble's just a poor man's claim to fame
But the prices keep rising every day
And I keep getting paid the same
I get up every mornin' 'bout half past six
Drink a pot a' coffee just to load a ton of bricks
Long about noon I'm thinkin' that soon
You're gonna work this poor boy sick
I can't buy beans on what I get paid
I was cooking biscuits when the bill collector came
And the prices keep rising everyday
And I keep getting paid the same
I lay down my hammer when the whistle sounds
I bury my shovel in the deep deep ground
I run to my home to see my honey comb
When that evening sun goes down
I can't live to good on what I get paid
My roof's got a hole and It's looking like rain
And the prices keep rising everyday
And I keep getting paid the same
I keep getting paid the same
I keep getting paid the same
I keep getting paid the same
I keep getting paid the same
I keep getting paid the same
I keep getting paid the same