Biscuit City (Remastered) (2002 Remaster)
Gordon Lightfoot"Biscuit City (Remastered) (2002 Remaster)" là bài hát của Gordon Lightfoot, 2002, Pop. Thời lượng 2:24, 35 lines / 225 words.
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0:00Biscuit City (2002 Remaster) - Gordon Lightfoot
0:05I'd like to be in Biscuit City
0:08With my banjo in my hand
0:11I don't need no long vacation
0:14In some foreign land
0:17Cause the sound of my own breathing
0:19Has been turning to a sigh
0:23I wish that I could make the time
0:25To be in Biscuit City by and by
0:34Oh the water is of emerald
0:36And the beach is white as snow
0:40And everyone's got money
0:42And no place to go
0:45In a land of milk and honey
0:47It can really make you smile
0:51And if I had a ticket
0:53I would stay in Biscuit City for a while
1:02All the girls are in bikinis
1:04All the boys are in the buff
1:08With the baby in between and
1:10That makes three of us
1:13And the streets are all so quiet
1:16And the walls are squeaky clean
1:19I think you ain't been nowhere
1:21Till the town of Biscuit City you have seen
1:56I'd rather be in Biscuit City
1:59With my banjo in my hand
2:02Than take a big vacation
2:04In some foreign land
2:07Cause the sound of my own breathing
2:10Has been turning to a sigh
2:13If it were not for misfortune
2:16I would be in Biscuit City by and by
2:22If it were not for misfortune
2:24I would stay in Biscuit City till I die
Biscuit City (2002 Remaster) - Gordon Lightfoot I'd like to be in Biscuit City With my banjo in my hand I don't need no long vacation In some foreign land Cause the sound of my own breathing Has been turning to a sigh I wish that I could make the time To be in Biscuit City by and by Oh the water is of emerald And the beach is white as snow And everyone's got money And no place to go In a land of milk and honey It can really make you smile And if I had a ticket I would stay in Biscuit City for a while All the girls are in bikinis All the boys are in the buff With the baby in between and That makes three of us And the streets are all so quiet And the walls are squeaky clean I think you ain't been nowhere Till the town of Biscuit City you have seen I'd rather be in Biscuit City With my banjo in my hand Than take a big vacation In some foreign land Cause the sound of my own breathing Has been turning to a sigh If it were not for misfortune I would be in Biscuit City by and by If it were not for misfortune I would stay in Biscuit City till I die
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