LRC歌词
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[ti:My Son, John (LP Version)]
[ar:Tom Paxton]
[al:The Best Of Tom Paxton: I Can't Help Wonder Wher I'm Bound: The Elektra Years (US Release)]
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[00:00.000]My Son John (LP版) - Tom Paxton
[00:02.750]My son John was a good boy and good to me
[00:08.600]When we had hard times well he stood by me
[00:13.780]We were in work and out of work and on the go
[00:19.090]If he had complaints I never heard of one
[00:24.650]He would pitch in and help me like a full grown man
[00:30.490]My son John John my son
[00:42.256]My son John went to college and he made his way
[00:47.916]Had to earn every penny but he paid his way
[00:53.286]He worked summers and holidays and through the year
[00:59.026]And it was no easy struggle that he won
[01:04.356]But he laughed at the ones who thought he had it hard
[01:10.076]My son John John my son
[01:21.336]My son John got his uniform and went away
[01:27.576]With a band playing marches he was sent away
[01:32.766]And he wrote me a letter when he had the time
[01:38.206]He was loosing his buddies one by one
[01:44.166]And I prayed and tried not to read between the lines
[01:49.566]My son John John my son
[01:55.756]My son John came home yesterday; he's here to stay
[02:01.606]Not a word to his father have I heard him say
[02:07.116]He seems glad to be home but I can't be sure
[02:12.696]When I ask him what he'd seen and done
[02:18.386]He went up to his bedroom and he closed the door
[02:24.166]My son John John my son
[02:29.754]He went up to his bedroom and he closed the door
[02:35.264]My son John John my son
文本歌词
My Son John (LP版) - Tom Paxton
My son John was a good boy and good to me
When we had hard times well he stood by me
We were in work and out of work and on the go
If he had complaints I never heard of one
He would pitch in and help me like a full grown man
My son John John my son
My son John went to college and he made his way
Had to earn every penny but he paid his way
He worked summers and holidays and through the year
And it was no easy struggle that he won
But he laughed at the ones who thought he had it hard
My son John John my son
My son John got his uniform and went away
With a band playing marches he was sent away
And he wrote me a letter when he had the time
He was loosing his buddies one by one
And I prayed and tried not to read between the lines
My son John John my son
My son John came home yesterday; he's here to stay
Not a word to his father have I heard him say
He seems glad to be home but I can't be sure
When I ask him what he'd seen and done
He went up to his bedroom and he closed the door
My son John John my son
He went up to his bedroom and he closed the door
My son John John my son