Lirik Lagu Wild Flowers In A Mason Jar (the Farm) - John Denver
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TIPS PENCARIAN LIRIK FAVORIT ANDA
ANDA MENGETAHUI JUDUL DAN NAMA PENYANYI
- Ketikkan nama penyanyi dan judul lagu, berikan tanda kutip di judul lagu, misal: Yovie "Menjaga Hati";
- bila tidak berhasil, coba untuk mengilangkan tanda kutip, misal: Yovie Menjaga Hati; atau
- dapat juga dengan mengeklik menu A B C D.., lalu cari berdasarkan nama artis. Yovie dimulai dengan Y, klik Y. Lihat daftar lagu, dan dapatkan yang Anda cari.
ANDA TAK MENGETAHUI JUDUL LAGU, TAPI MENGETAHUI NAMA PENYANYI
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- klik menu A B C D E ... berdasarkan nama artis Y, cari Yovie, dan cari lirik yang Anda cari.
ANDA TAK MENGETAHUI JUDUL LAGU, TAPI MENGETAHUI SYAIR
- Ketikkan penggalan syair yang Anda ketahui, misal:
Tanpamu tiada berarti
Tak mampu lagi berdiri
Cahaya kasihmu menuntunku
Kembali dalam dekapan tanganmu - Masukkan kata-kata penting. Misal: tiada berarti berdiri cahaya dekapan.
- Hindari kata-kata yang berkemungkinan memiliki ada dua versi atau lebih. Misal: tanpamu dapat ditulis tanpa mu.
TETAP TIDAK DAPAT MENEMUKAN LIRIK YANG ANDA CARI
- Pilih menu A B C D E ... berdasarkan nama artis atau judul lagu.
- Bila masih tidak dapat menemukan lirik yang Anda cari, mungkin kami bisa membantu Anda. Silakan menghubungi kami.
This song was first released on the Some Days Are Diamonds album. It is the only album it has been released on.
January back in ¡¯55 we rode a Greyhound bus through the Georgia midnightGrandpa was sleeping and the winter sky was clearWe hit a bump and his head jerked back a little and he mumbled somethingHe woke up smiling but his eyes were bright with tears he said...
I dreamed I was back on the farmTwenty years have passed boyBut the memory still warms meWild flowers in a mason jar
He told me those old stories ¡¯bout that one room cabin in KentuckyThe smell of rain and the feel of the warm earth in his handsHe slowly turned and stared outsideHis face was mirrored in the windowAnd his reflection flew across the moonlit land
And he dreamed he was back on the farmHe tilts his head and listens to the early sounds of morningWild flowers in a mason jar
An old man and an eight year old boyRolling down that midnight highwayWarm Kentucky memories from a winter Georgia nightI started drifting off and Grandpa tucked his coat around meI think I tried to smile as I slowly closed my eyesAnd I dreamed I was with him on the farmGrandpa, I can hear the evening wind out in the cornWild flowers in a mason jar and the bus rolling through the night
Words and Music by Dennis Linde
January back in ¡¯55 we rode a Greyhound bus through the Georgia midnightGrandpa was sleeping and the winter sky was clearWe hit a bump and his head jerked back a little and he mumbled somethingHe woke up smiling but his eyes were bright with tears he said...
I dreamed I was back on the farmTwenty years have passed boyBut the memory still warms meWild flowers in a mason jar
He told me those old stories ¡¯bout that one room cabin in KentuckyThe smell of rain and the feel of the warm earth in his handsHe slowly turned and stared outsideHis face was mirrored in the windowAnd his reflection flew across the moonlit land
And he dreamed he was back on the farmHe tilts his head and listens to the early sounds of morningWild flowers in a mason jar
An old man and an eight year old boyRolling down that midnight highwayWarm Kentucky memories from a winter Georgia nightI started drifting off and Grandpa tucked his coat around meI think I tried to smile as I slowly closed my eyesAnd I dreamed I was with him on the farmGrandpa, I can hear the evening wind out in the cornWild flowers in a mason jar and the bus rolling through the night
Words and Music by Dennis Linde
