| 作词 : Bush | |
| James, come on home. | |
| You've been gone too long, baby. | |
| We can't let our hero | |
| Die alone. | |
| We miss you day and night. | |
| You left town to live by the rifle. | |
| You left us to fight, | |
| But it just ain't right to take away the light. | |
| Remember Genie from the casino? | |
| She's still a-waiting in that big brass bed. | |
| The boys from your gang are knocking whisky back, | |
| 'Til they get out of hand and wish they were dead. | |
| They're only lonely for the life that they led | |
| With their old friend. | |
| Ooh, James, are you selling your soul to a cold gun? | |
| Where lies your heart? | |
| It's not there in the buckskin, baby. | |
| It's not there in the gin | |
| That makes you laugh long and loud. | |
| You're a coward, James. | |
| You're running away from humanity. | |
| You're running away from reality. | |
| It won't be funny when they rat-a-tat-tat you down. | |
| Remember Genie from the casino? | |
| She's still a-waiting in that big brass bed. | |
| The boys from your gang are knocking whisky back, | |
| 'Til they get out of hand and wish they were dead. | |
| They're only lonely for the life that they led | |
| With their old friend. | |
| Ooh, James, are you selling your soul, | |
| Ooh... to a cold gun? |
| zuo ci : Bush | |
| James, come on home. | |
| You' ve been gone too long, baby. | |
| We can' t let our hero | |
| Die alone. | |
| We miss you day and night. | |
| You left town to live by the rifle. | |
| You left us to fight, | |
| But it just ain' t right to take away the light. | |
| Remember Genie from the casino? | |
| She' s still awaiting in that big brass bed. | |
| The boys from your gang are knocking whisky back, | |
| ' Til they get out of hand and wish they were dead. | |
| They' re only lonely for the life that they led | |
| With their old friend. | |
| Ooh, James, are you selling your soul to a cold gun? | |
| Where lies your heart? | |
| It' s not there in the buckskin, baby. | |
| It' s not there in the gin | |
| That makes you laugh long and loud. | |
| You' re a coward, James. | |
| You' re running away from humanity. | |
| You' re running away from reality. | |
| It won' t be funny when they ratatattat you down. | |
| Remember Genie from the casino? | |
| She' s still awaiting in that big brass bed. | |
| The boys from your gang are knocking whisky back, | |
| ' Til they get out of hand and wish they were dead. | |
| They' re only lonely for the life that they led | |
| With their old friend. | |
| Ooh, James, are you selling your soul, | |
| Ooh... to a cold gun? |
| zuò cí : Bush | |
| James, come on home. | |
| You' ve been gone too long, baby. | |
| We can' t let our hero | |
| Die alone. | |
| We miss you day and night. | |
| You left town to live by the rifle. | |
| You left us to fight, | |
| But it just ain' t right to take away the light. | |
| Remember Genie from the casino? | |
| She' s still awaiting in that big brass bed. | |
| The boys from your gang are knocking whisky back, | |
| ' Til they get out of hand and wish they were dead. | |
| They' re only lonely for the life that they led | |
| With their old friend. | |
| Ooh, James, are you selling your soul to a cold gun? | |
| Where lies your heart? | |
| It' s not there in the buckskin, baby. | |
| It' s not there in the gin | |
| That makes you laugh long and loud. | |
| You' re a coward, James. | |
| You' re running away from humanity. | |
| You' re running away from reality. | |
| It won' t be funny when they ratatattat you down. | |
| Remember Genie from the casino? | |
| She' s still awaiting in that big brass bed. | |
| The boys from your gang are knocking whisky back, | |
| ' Til they get out of hand and wish they were dead. | |
| They' re only lonely for the life that they led | |
| With their old friend. | |
| Ooh, James, are you selling your soul, | |
| Ooh... to a cold gun? |
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