Applejack - Ponyphonic.mp3

[00:00.00] 作曲 : Dane Kenneth Larson
[00:07.06]I'm not the sort to fall easily in love, no
[00:11.24]They are few and far between that catch my eye
[00:16.02]But when she walked up with that smile and "howdy do"
[00:20.46]My tongue tied knots I didn't know that it could tie
[00:24.43]
[00:24.56]She's gorgeous, pragmatic, industrious and kind
[00:29.84]She down-right radiates agrarian allure
[00:34.80]If there was a contest for winsome country class
[00:39.16]There'd be a bright blue ribbon headed straight to her
[00:43.24]
[00:44.86]Blonde, freckled, and green-eyed
[00:47.24]My heart is hogtied
[00:49.61]That twang is knockin' me out
[00:52.98]Take me on down to your farm, girl
[00:56.51]Turn on your charm, girl
[00:58.62]That countrified charisma is what I am all about
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[01:12.89]Oo-oo-ooh
[01:15.24]
[01:15.26]My, oh, my, yeah she's a down home southern saint
[01:19.39]She tells it like it is and won't go sayin' things that ain't
[01:24.15]Sweet as apple cider and with spice enough to spare
[01:29.01]And I won't ever want no other, I do declare
[01:33.52]There is none who holds a candle on this side of anywhere
[01:38.54]
[01:47.00]She's not afraid of a little sweat and mud
[01:50.92]She's got my heart beating a steady pitter pat
[01:56.41]No fuss, no pretense, and nary a complaint
[02:00.43]I swear she hides a halo 'neath that stetson hat
[02:04.51]
[02:05.76]Caring, devoted, and level-headed, and
[02:09.78]Good lord, her baking is a gift from the divine
[02:14.75]Oh tell me that she feels the same way that I do
[02:19.11]I'll be her sugarcube; she'll be my valentine
[02:23.21]
[02:24.67]Blonde, freckled, and green-eyed
[02:27.21]My heart is hogtied
[02:29.58]That twang is knockin' me out
[02:32.77]Take me on down to your farm, girl
[02:36.51]Turn on your charm, girl
[02:38.57]That countrified charisma is what I am all about
[02:42.96]
[02:43.04]Woo!
[02:43.48]
[02:43.56]My, oh, my, yeah she's a down home southern saint
[02:47.61]She tells it like it is and won't go sayin' things that ain't
[02:52.54]Sweet as apple cider and with spice enough to spare
[02:56.86]And I won't ever want no other, I do declare
[03:01.74]There is none who holds a candle on this side of anywhere
[03:07.85]
[03:54.35]Yeeeeahh!
[03:55.32]
[03:55.34]My, oh, my, yeah she's a down home southern saint
[03:59.52]She tells it like it is and won't go sayin' things that ain't
[04:04.20]Sweet as apple cider and with spice enough to spare
[04:08.98]And I won't ever want no other, I do declare
[04:14.99]There is none who holds a candle on this side of anywhere