作词 : John Barlow/Bob Weir 作曲 : John Barlow/Bob Weir There's mosquitoes on the river Fish are rising up like birds It's been hot for seven weeks now Too hot to even speak now Did you hear what I just heard? Say, it might have been a fiddle or it could have been the wind But there seems to be a beat, now I can feel it my feet now Listen, here it comes again There's a band out on the highway They're high steppin' into town It's a rainbow full of sound It's fireworks, calliopes and clowns Everybody dancin' C'mon children, c'mon children Come on, clap your hands Sun went down in honey and the moon came up in wine You know stars were spinnin' dizzy, LordThe band kept us too busy, we forgot about the time They're a band beyond description Like Jehovah's favorite choir People joining hand in hand While the music played the band, LordThey're setting us on fire Crazy rooster crowin' midnight Balls of lightin' roll along Old men sing about their dreams Women laugh and children scream And the band keeps playin' on Keep on dancin' through the daylight Greet the mornin' air with song No one's noticed, but the band's all pack and gone Was it ever there at all? But they keep on dancin' C'mon children, c'mon children, come on, clap your hands Well, the cool breeze came on TuesdayAnd the corn's a bumper crop And the fields are full of dancin' Full of singin' and romancin' The music never stopped
作词 : John Barlow/Bob Weir 作曲 : John Barlow/Bob Weir There's mosquitoes on the river Fish are rising up like birds It's been hot for seven weeks now Too hot to even speak now Did you hear what I just heard? Say, it might have been a fiddle or it could have been the wind But there seems to be a beat, now I can feel it my feet now Listen, here it comes again There's a band out on the highway They're high steppin' into town It's a rainbow full of sound It's fireworks, calliopes and clowns Everybody dancin' C'mon children, c'mon children Come on, clap your hands Sun went down in honey and the moon came up in wine You know stars were spinnin' dizzy, LordThe band kept us too busy, we forgot about the time They're a band beyond description Like Jehovah's favorite choir People joining hand in hand While the music played the band, LordThey're setting us on fire Crazy rooster crowin' midnight Balls of lightin' roll along Old men sing about their dreams Women laugh and children scream And the band keeps playin' on Keep on dancin' through the daylight Greet the mornin' air with song No one's noticed, but the band's all pack and gone Was it ever there at all? But they keep on dancin' C'mon children, c'mon children, come on, clap your hands Well, the cool breeze came on TuesdayAnd the corn's a bumper crop And the fields are full of dancin' Full of singin' and romancin' The music never stopped
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