| 歌曲 | Bobcaygeon |
| 歌手 | The Tragically Hip |
| 专辑 | Phantom Power |
| 作词 : Tragically Hip | |
| I left your house this morning | |
| About a quarter after nine | |
| Could have been the Willie Nelson | |
| Could have been the wine | |
| When I left your house this morning | |
| It was a little after nine | |
| It was in Bobcaygeon, I saw the constellations | |
| Reveal themselves one star at a time | |
| Drove back to town this morning | |
| With working on my mind | |
| I thought of maybe quitting | |
| I thought of leaving it behind | |
| I went back to bed this morning | |
| And as I'm pulling down the blind | |
| Yeah, the sky was dull, and hypothetical | |
| And falling one cloud at a time | |
| That night in Toronto | |
| With its checkerboard floors | |
| Riding on horseback | |
| And keeping order restored | |
| Till the men they couldn't hang | |
| Stepped to the mic and sang | |
| And their voices rang | |
| With that Aryan twang | |
| I got to your house this morning | |
| Just a little after nine | |
| In the middle of that riot | |
| Couldn't get you off my mind | |
| So I'm at your house this morning | |
| Just a little after nine | |
| 'Cause it was in Bobcaygeon, where I saw the constellations | |
| Reveal themselves one star at a time |
| zuò cí : Tragically Hip | |
| I left your house this morning | |
| About a quarter after nine | |
| Could have been the Willie Nelson | |
| Could have been the wine | |
| When I left your house this morning | |
| It was a little after nine | |
| It was in Bobcaygeon, I saw the constellations | |
| Reveal themselves one star at a time | |
| Drove back to town this morning | |
| With working on my mind | |
| I thought of maybe quitting | |
| I thought of leaving it behind | |
| I went back to bed this morning | |
| And as I' m pulling down the blind | |
| Yeah, the sky was dull, and hypothetical | |
| And falling one cloud at a time | |
| That night in Toronto | |
| With its checkerboard floors | |
| Riding on horseback | |
| And keeping order restored | |
| Till the men they couldn' t hang | |
| Stepped to the mic and sang | |
| And their voices rang | |
| With that Aryan twang | |
| I got to your house this morning | |
| Just a little after nine | |
| In the middle of that riot | |
| Couldn' t get you off my mind | |
| So I' m at your house this morning | |
| Just a little after nine | |
| ' Cause it was in Bobcaygeon, where I saw the constellations | |
| Reveal themselves one star at a time |