Six Feet Apart
[00:00.000] 作曲 : Luke Combs/Brent Cobb/Rob Snyder
[00:01.000] 作词 : Luke Combs/Brent Cobb/Rob Snyder
[00:14.304]When the dogwoods start to bloom
[00:17.529]And the crickets hum their tune
[00:19.912]That's usually about the time
[00:23.707]That I feel most alive
[00:26.737]But the news has all been bad
[00:29.689]And the whole world seems so sad
[00:32.579]I ain't had much else going on
[00:35.433]So I sat down and wrote this song
[00:38.672]I miss my mom, I miss my dad
[00:41.546]I miss the road, I miss my band
[00:44.592]Giving hugs and shaking hands
[00:51.002]It's a mystery I suppose
[00:53.929]Just how long this thing goes
[00:57.098]But there'll be crowds and there'll be shows
[01:01.721]And there will be light after dark
[01:04.850]Someday when we aren't six feet apart
[01:15.252]First thing that I'm gonna do
[01:18.594]Is slide on in some corner booth
[01:21.531]And take the whole damn family out
[01:24.722]And buy my buddies all a round
[01:27.732]Pay some extra on the tab
[01:30.905]Catch a movie, catch a cab
[01:33.852]Watch a ballgame from the stands
[01:37.018]Probably over-wash my hands
[01:40.164]I miss my mom, I miss my dad
[01:43.173]I miss the road, I miss my band
[01:46.314]Giving hugs and shaking hands
[01:52.516]Well, it's a mystery I suppose
[01:55.450]Just how long this thing goes
[01:58.517]But there'll be crowds and there'll be shows
[02:02.946]And there will be light after dark
[02:07.027]Someday when we aren't six feet apart
[02:17.075]I miss my mom, I miss my dad
[02:20.050]I miss the road, I miss my band
[02:23.347]Giving hugs and shaking hands
[02:29.313]Well, it's a mystery I suppose
[02:32.443]Just how long this thing goes
[02:35.425]But there'll be crowds and there'll be shows
[02:39.904]There will be light after dark
[02:43.778]Someday when we aren't six feet apart
[02:52.066]There will be light after dark
[02:56.161]Someday when we aren't six feet apart
[00:01.000] 作词 : Luke Combs/Brent Cobb/Rob Snyder
[00:14.304]When the dogwoods start to bloom
[00:17.529]And the crickets hum their tune
[00:19.912]That's usually about the time
[00:23.707]That I feel most alive
[00:26.737]But the news has all been bad
[00:29.689]And the whole world seems so sad
[00:32.579]I ain't had much else going on
[00:35.433]So I sat down and wrote this song
[00:38.672]I miss my mom, I miss my dad
[00:41.546]I miss the road, I miss my band
[00:44.592]Giving hugs and shaking hands
[00:51.002]It's a mystery I suppose
[00:53.929]Just how long this thing goes
[00:57.098]But there'll be crowds and there'll be shows
[01:01.721]And there will be light after dark
[01:04.850]Someday when we aren't six feet apart
[01:15.252]First thing that I'm gonna do
[01:18.594]Is slide on in some corner booth
[01:21.531]And take the whole damn family out
[01:24.722]And buy my buddies all a round
[01:27.732]Pay some extra on the tab
[01:30.905]Catch a movie, catch a cab
[01:33.852]Watch a ballgame from the stands
[01:37.018]Probably over-wash my hands
[01:40.164]I miss my mom, I miss my dad
[01:43.173]I miss the road, I miss my band
[01:46.314]Giving hugs and shaking hands
[01:52.516]Well, it's a mystery I suppose
[01:55.450]Just how long this thing goes
[01:58.517]But there'll be crowds and there'll be shows
[02:02.946]And there will be light after dark
[02:07.027]Someday when we aren't six feet apart
[02:17.075]I miss my mom, I miss my dad
[02:20.050]I miss the road, I miss my band
[02:23.347]Giving hugs and shaking hands
[02:29.313]Well, it's a mystery I suppose
[02:32.443]Just how long this thing goes
[02:35.425]But there'll be crowds and there'll be shows
[02:39.904]There will be light after dark
[02:43.778]Someday when we aren't six feet apart
[02:52.066]There will be light after dark
[02:56.161]Someday when we aren't six feet apart
作曲 : Luke Combs/Brent Cobb/Rob Snyder
作词 : Luke Combs/Brent Cobb/Rob Snyder
When the dogwoods start to bloom
And the crickets hum their tune
That's usually about the time
That I feel most alive
But the news has all been bad
And the whole world seems so sad
I ain't had much else going on
So I sat down and wrote this song
I miss my mom, I miss my dad
I miss the road, I miss my band
Giving hugs and shaking hands
It's a mystery I suppose
Just how long this thing goes
But there'll be crowds and there'll be shows
And there will be light after dark
Someday when we aren't six feet apart
First thing that I'm gonna do
Is slide on in some corner booth
And take the whole damn family out
And buy my buddies all a round
Pay some extra on the tab
Catch a movie, catch a cab
Watch a ballgame from the stands
Probably over-wash my hands
I miss my mom, I miss my dad
I miss the road, I miss my band
Giving hugs and shaking hands
Well, it's a mystery I suppose
Just how long this thing goes
But there'll be crowds and there'll be shows
And there will be light after dark
Someday when we aren't six feet apart
I miss my mom, I miss my dad
I miss the road, I miss my band
Giving hugs and shaking hands
Well, it's a mystery I suppose
Just how long this thing goes
But there'll be crowds and there'll be shows
There will be light after dark
Someday when we aren't six feet apart
There will be light after dark
Someday when we aren't six feet apart
作词 : Luke Combs/Brent Cobb/Rob Snyder
When the dogwoods start to bloom
And the crickets hum their tune
That's usually about the time
That I feel most alive
But the news has all been bad
And the whole world seems so sad
I ain't had much else going on
So I sat down and wrote this song
I miss my mom, I miss my dad
I miss the road, I miss my band
Giving hugs and shaking hands
It's a mystery I suppose
Just how long this thing goes
But there'll be crowds and there'll be shows
And there will be light after dark
Someday when we aren't six feet apart
First thing that I'm gonna do
Is slide on in some corner booth
And take the whole damn family out
And buy my buddies all a round
Pay some extra on the tab
Catch a movie, catch a cab
Watch a ballgame from the stands
Probably over-wash my hands
I miss my mom, I miss my dad
I miss the road, I miss my band
Giving hugs and shaking hands
Well, it's a mystery I suppose
Just how long this thing goes
But there'll be crowds and there'll be shows
And there will be light after dark
Someday when we aren't six feet apart
I miss my mom, I miss my dad
I miss the road, I miss my band
Giving hugs and shaking hands
Well, it's a mystery I suppose
Just how long this thing goes
But there'll be crowds and there'll be shows
There will be light after dark
Someday when we aren't six feet apart
There will be light after dark
Someday when we aren't six feet apart
