Folk Singer-Glen Campbell

[ti:Folk Singer] [ar:Glen Campbell] [al:Capitol Years 1965-1977] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]Folk Singer - Glen Campbell (格伦·坎贝尔) [00:06.08]Written by：Johnny Cash [00:12.16]As I walk these narrow streets where a million passin' [00:16.63]Feet are before me [00:19.37] [00:23.28]With my guitar in my hand suddenly I realize nobody [00:29.60]Knows me [00:31.08] [00:34.39]Well yesterday the motor toots screamed and cried my name [00:38.36]Out for a song [00:42.11] [00:46.66]Now the streets are empty and the crowds they go [00:51.15]On home [00:53.43] [00:56.35]With the rain on my face there's no place where [01:01.03]I belong [01:05.05] [01:07.72]And my whole life consists of a story of poem [01:12.97]At a song [01:15.37] [01:18.33]Now the truths I've tried to tell you are as [01:21.74]Distant as the moon [01:25.93] [01:30.01]More than hundred years too late two hundred years too [01:35.49]Soon [01:37.31] [01:39.87]I'm a child of the sage [01:42.48] [01:43.24]Lord's been in the [01:44.55]Pages of a book [01:46.52] [01:50.91]But when I'm dust and clay [01:53.37] [01:53.99]Where other people stop [01:56.17]And to look [01:57.67] [02:01.50]And will they marvel and the miracles [02:04.15]And perform into the [02:06.46]High size to spider [02:09.37] [02:14.27]Oh will they take the pages of the book [02:16.68] [02:17.88]To light of fire [02:19.74] [02:23.15]With the rain on my face [02:26.09]There's no place where [02:28.04]I belong