Information
Album Name
American Pie (Remastered)
Artist
Don McLean
Genre
포크
Release Date
2003.06.24
Release Agency
Universal Music
Hangul

Everybody Loves Me, Baby - Don McLean
One, two, three, four!
- 간 주 중 -
Fortune has me well in hand,
armies 'wait my command
My gold lies in a foreign land
buried deep beneath the sand
The angels guide my ev'ry prayer,
my enemies are sick or dead
But all the victories I've led haven't brought
you to my bed
You see, everybody loves me, baby,
what's the matter with you?
Won'tcha tell me what did I do to offend you?
Now the purest race I've bred
to be to live in my democracy
And the highest human pedigree awaits
the first-born boy baby
And my face on ev'ry coin engraved,
the anarchists are all enslaved
My own flag is forever waved
by the grateful people I have saved
You see, everybody loves me, baby,
what's the matter with you?
Won'tcha tell me what did I do to offend you?
Now, no man is beyond my claim
when land is seized in the people's name
By evil men who rob and maim,
if war is hell, I'm not to blame!
Why, you can't blame me, I'm Heaven's child,
I'm the second son of Mary mild
And I'm twice removed from Oscar Wilde,
but he didn't mind, why, he just smiled
Yes, and the ocean parts when I walk through,
and the clouds dissolve and the sky turns blue
I'm held in very great value by everyone
I meet but you
'cause I've used my talents as I could,
I've done some bad, I've done some good
I did a whole lot better than they thought
I would so,
c'mon and treat me like you should!
Because everybody loves me, baby,
what's the matter with you?
Won'tcha tell me what did I do to offend you?
Everybody loves me, baby,
what's the matter with you?
Won'tcha tell me what did I do to offend you?
Yeah, everybody loves me, baby,
what's the matter with you?
Won'tcha tell me what did I do to offend you?

RomanizationEverybody Loves Me, Baby - Don McLean
One, two, three, four!
- gan ju jung -
Fortune has me well in hand,
armies 'wait my command
My gold lies in a foreign land
buried deep beneath the sand
The angels guide my ev'ry prayer,
my enemies are sick or dead
But all the victories I've led haven't brought
you to my bed
You see, everybody loves me, baby,
what's the matter with you?
Won'tcha tell me what did I do to offend you?
Now the purest race I've bred
to be to live in my democracy
And the highest human pedigree awaits
the first-born boy baby
And my face on ev'ry coin engraved,
the anarchists are all enslaved
My own flag is forever waved
by the grateful people I have saved
You see, everybody loves me, baby,
what's the matter with you?
Won'tcha tell me what did I do to offend you?
Now, no man is beyond my claim
when land is seized in the people's name
By evil men who rob and maim,
if war is hell, I'm not to blame!
Why, you can't blame me, I'm Heaven's child,
I'm the second son of Mary mild
And I'm twice removed from Oscar Wilde,
but he didn't mind, why, he just smiled
Yes, and the ocean parts when I walk through,
and the clouds dissolve and the sky turns blue
I'm held in very great value by everyone
I meet but you
'cause I've used my talents as I could,
I've done some bad, I've done some good
I did a whole lot better than they thought
I would so,
c'mon and treat me like you should!
Because everybody loves me, baby,
what's the matter with you?
Won'tcha tell me what did I do to offend you?
Everybody loves me, baby,
what's the matter with you?
Won'tcha tell me what did I do to offend you?
Yeah, everybody loves me, baby,
what's the matter with you?
Won'tcha tell me what did I do to offend you?

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