Ballad Of A Southern Man - Whiskey Myers

Ballad Of A Southern Man - Whiskey Myers
以下歌词翻译由文曲大模型提供
Written by：John Jeffers/Gary Brown/Cody Cannon/Cody Tate/Leroy Powell

My first rifle was a 2 4 3
我的第一把枪是243口径
Papa gave daddy and daddy gave to me
爷爷传给爸爸 爸爸又交到我手里
And taught me she with a steady
他教我稳稳托住枪身
Hand
瞄准
Guess so me you don't under stand
我猜你永远都不会懂
Now I grew up on a prison farm
我在劳改农场长大成人
Sneaking pulls of shine
偷偷喝着
From a mason jar
石罐里的私酿烈酒
Used to go fishing
曾常去垂钓
Out pickle creek dam
在皮克尔溪水坝旁
But guess
但想来
So me you don't under stand
你终究不会明白
Grandmas in the kitchen
奶奶在厨房忙碌
Papas drunk past dawn
爷爷醉到天微亮
We sit out on the front porch
我们坐在前廊
Just a pickin' on the songs
随意拨弄琴弦哼唱
And blood on the table
餐桌上见证着血汗印记
'Cause we work for what we have
因我们靠双手挣来一切
I was raised in this land
这片土地哺育我成长
I Guess so me don't under stand
或许外人永远无法理解
I still fly that southern flag
我仍高扬南方旗帜
Whistling dixieland enough to brag
口哨吹响迪克西兰足以自豪
Know all the words to simple man
将《平凡人生》的歌词铭记于心
I Guess so me you don't under stand
我想你永远无法理解
Pledge my allegiance the original way
我以最传统的方式宣誓忠诚
Say merry christmas not happy holidays
只说圣诞快乐 而非节日愉快
I can't change ways I know who I am
我无法改变 这就是真实的我
I guess so me don't under stand
我想你终究不会明白
Grandmas in the kitchen
奶奶在厨房忙碌
Papas drunk past dawn
爷爷醉到天微亮
We sit out on the front porch
我们坐在前廊
Just a pickin' on the songs
随意拨弄琴弦哼唱
S blood on the table
餐桌上沾染着祖辈的血汗
'Cause we work for what we have
因我们靠双手挣来一切
And I was raised in this land
这片土地哺育我成长
I guess so me
或许对你来说
You don't understand
永远无法理解
Grind us up in a big machine
将我们碾进时代的齿轮
Feed us all on the same beliefs
用相同的信念喂养众人
Holy dollar and a credit card
神圣的钞票与信用卡
But we got a way of doing things
但我们自有处世之道
And no bankers gonna steal from me
银行家休想从我这儿捞走分毫
They wanna tear it all apart
他们妄图摧毁这一切
Grandmas in the kitchen
奶奶在厨房忙碌
Papas drunk past dawn
爷爷醉到天微亮
Sit out on the front porch
我们坐在前廊
Just a pickin' on the songs
随意拨弄琴弦哼唱
And there's a bible on the table
餐桌上摆着一本圣经
Cause he bleed for what we have
因他为我们的拥有而流血
And that's the ballad of a southern man
这就是南方人的歌谣
I guess so me you don't under stand
我想你永远不会懂
My first rifle was a 2 4 3
我的第一把枪是243口径
Papa gave daddy and daddy gave to me
爷爷传给爸爸 爸爸又交到我手里