The Man On The Hill Lyrics
The Man On The Hill - Johnny Cash (约翰尼·卡什)
Will we get cold and hungry
Will times be very bad
When we're needin' bread and meat
Where we gonna get it Dad
We'll get it from the man
In the house on the hill
Yes we will from the man on the hill
Ploughin' time is over
Still the fields are bare
How we gonna make a livin'
With twenty acres to share
I'll beg for more land
From the man on the hill
Yes I will I'll ask the man on the hill
I ain't got no Sunday shoes
That I can wear to town
Papa reckon the boss has got
A pair of hand-me-downs
I'll go and ask the man
In the house on the hill
Yes I will I'll ask the man on the hill
Maybe he will help us
Maybe we'll get by
But who's gonna pay the dyin' bills
If we all should die
We'll leave it to the man
In the sky when we die
Yes we'll leave it to the man in the sky