LRC歌词
[ar:Vera Lynn]
[ti:Up The Wooden Hill To Bedfordshire]
[by:]
[00:00.10]Up The Wooden Hill To Bedfordshire - Vera Lynn
[00:00.20]Written by:Reginald Connelly/Nixon Grey
[00:13.49]Up the wooden hill to Bedfordshire
[00:19.64]Heading for the land of dreams
[00:25.21]When I look back to those happy childhood days
[00:31.04]Like yesterday it seems
[00:37.13]It was grand my mother held my hand
[00:43.00]Daddy was the old gee gee
[00:48.47]The old wooden hill was the old wooden stairs
[00:54.36]And Bedfordshire of course
[00:56.98]Where I knelt to say my prayers
[01:00.41]Climbing up the wooden hill to Bedfordshire
[01:06.29]They were happy happy days for me
[01:15.17]Last night I dreamt about
[01:16.73]The place where I was born
[01:19.41]The village school the winding
[01:21.15]Lane the fields of waving corn
[01:25.57]Seems that dream brought memories to me
[01:31.59]My childhood days in fancieness
[01:35.66]I could see
[01:38.10]When the sun had gone to rest
[01:40.96]And I was tired of play
[01:44.93]Dad would put me on his back
[01:49.14]And then to me he'd say
[01:56.78]Up the wooden hill to Bedfordshire
[02:02.41]Heading for the land of dreams
[02:07.85]When I look back
[02:10.41]To those happy childhood days
[02:13.37]Like yesterday it seems
[02:19.42]It was grand my mother held my hand
[02:25.01]Daddy was the old gee gee
[02:30.36]The old wooden hill was the old wooden stairs
[02:35.88]And Bedfordshire of course
[02:38.24]Where I knelt to say my prayers
[02:41.91]Climbing up the wooden hill to Bedfordshire
[02:49.03]They were happy happy days for me
文本歌词
Up The Wooden Hill To Bedfordshire - Vera Lynn
Written by:Reginald Connelly/Nixon Grey
Up the wooden hill to Bedfordshire
Heading for the land of dreams
When I look back to those happy childhood days
Like yesterday it seems
It was grand my mother held my hand
Daddy was the old gee gee
The old wooden hill was the old wooden stairs
And Bedfordshire of course
Where I knelt to say my prayers
Climbing up the wooden hill to Bedfordshire
They were happy happy days for me
Last night I dreamt about
The place where I was born
The village school the winding
Lane the fields of waving corn
Seems that dream brought memories to me
My childhood days in fancieness
I could see
When the sun had gone to rest
And I was tired of play
Dad would put me on his back
And then to me he'd say
Up the wooden hill to Bedfordshire
Heading for the land of dreams
When I look back
To those happy childhood days
Like yesterday it seems
It was grand my mother held my hand
Daddy was the old gee gee
The old wooden hill was the old wooden stairs
And Bedfordshire of course
Where I knelt to say my prayers
Climbing up the wooden hill to Bedfordshire
They were happy happy days for me