Flies on the ButterLRC
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[00:00.00]Wynonna Judd：：Flies on the Butter
[00:15.17]Old tin roof, leaves in the gutter
[00:22.76]A hole in the screen door big as your fist, and flies on the butter
[00:30.31]Mamaw baking sugar cookies, we were watching cartoons
[00:37.56]Heard her holler from the kitchen which one of you youngin's wants to lick the spoon?
[00:45.18]Yellow jackets on the watermelon, honeysuckle in the air
[00:52.74]Daddy turning on the sprinkler, us kids running through it in our underwear
[00:59.74]Old dog napping on the front porch, his ear just a-twitching
[01:07.58]Fell asleep on Granddaddy's lap to the sound of his pocket watch ticking
[01:15.42]Oh, oh, oh - Oh, oh, oh
[01:23.07]It doesn't seem like it was all that long ago
[01:30.96]Oh, oh, oh - Oh, oh, oh
[01:39.03]You can dream about it every now and then
[01:44.77]But you can't go home again
[01:53.56]Me and my best friend Jenny set up a back yard camp
[02:00.75]Stole one of Mama's Mason jars, poked holes in the lid and made a fire fly lamp
[02:08.45]Me and Billy Monroe sneaking down by the river
[02:16.38]And I'm still haunted by the taste kiss I was too scared to give him
[02:24.31]Oh, oh, oh - Oh, oh, oh
[02:32.10]It doesn't seem like it was all that long ago
[02:39.63]Oh, oh, oh - Oh, oh, oh
[02:47.22]You can dream about it every now and then
[02:53.85]But you can't go home again
[03:09.81]There's a black-top road, a faded yellow centerline
[03:17.72]It can take you back to the place, but it can't take you back in time
[03:26.21]Oh, oh, oh - Oh, oh, oh
[03:33.72]It doesn't seem like it was all that long ago
[03:41.55]Oh, oh, oh - Oh, oh, oh
[03:49.74]You can dream about it every now and then
[03:55.57]But you can't go home again
[04:01.07]Old tin roof, leaves in the gutter
[04:24.59]A hole in the screen door big as your fist, and flies on the butter
[04:29.45]end
Flies on the Butter歌词
- 歌词名称：Flies on the Butter
- 演唱歌手：Wynonna Judd
- Wynonna Judd：：Flies on the Butter
Old tin roof, leaves in the gutter
A hole in the screen door big as your fist, and flies on the butter
Mamaw baking sugar cookies, we were watching cartoons
Heard her holler from the kitchen which one of you youngin's wants to lick the spoon?
Yellow jackets on the watermelon, honeysuckle in the air
Daddy turning on the sprinkler, us kids running through it in our underwear
Old dog napping on the front porch, his ear just a-twitching
Fell asleep on Granddaddy's lap to the sound of his pocket watch ticking
Oh, oh, oh - Oh, oh, oh
It doesn't seem like it was all that long ago
Oh, oh, oh - Oh, oh, oh
You can dream about it every now and then
But you can't go home again
Me and my best friend Jenny set up a back yard camp
Me and Billy Monroe sneaking down by the river
Stole one of Mama's Mason jars, poked holes in the lid and made a fire fly lamp
And I'm still haunted by the taste kiss I was too scared to give him
Oh, oh, oh - Oh, oh, oh
It doesn't seem like it was all that long ago
Oh, oh, oh - Oh, oh, oh
You can dream about it every now and then
But you can't go home again
There's a black-top road, a faded yellow centerline
It can take you back to the place, but it can't take you back in time
Oh, oh, oh - Oh, oh, oh
It doesn't seem like it was all that long ago
Oh, oh, oh - Oh, oh, oh
You can dream about it every now and then
But you can't go home again
Old tin roof, leaves in the gutter
A hole in the screen door big as your fist, and flies on the butter
end
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