- Carlene Carter The Winding Stream 歌词
- Carlene Carter
- Oh, give to me a winding stream
it must not be too wide
Where waving leaves from maple trees do meet from either side
The water must be deep enough to float a small canoe
With no one else but you
Do not disturb my waking dream
the splendor of that winding stream
Flower in my canoe,his eyes,
they looked me through
That someone there with golden hair is very much like you
The sparkling trout beneath the bank does leave his hiding place
Kingfisher from the bough above so eager to give chase
The spreading branches overhead
the sunlight peeping through
Reminding me of you
Do not disturb my waking dream
the splendor of that winding stream
Flower in my canoe,his eyes
they looked me through
That someone there with golden hair is very much like you
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