歌曲 | Never Tell a Woman Yes |
歌手 | The Monkees |
专辑 | The Monkees Present |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Nesmith | |
Oh my, my, my- | |
In a dusty caravan | |
Was a girl with a golden tan | |
And she asked me if i was headed to the east | |
I politely stepped a side and said i did not need a ride | |
That i'd rather take my chances with the heat | |
Well, when she turned and walked away | |
I saw my big mistake | |
There were jewels on her body oh-so-rare | |
Had it been another day i just might have rode away | |
With that woman riding off to god-knows-where | |
So the years they came and went | |
And found me living in a tent | |
Far above a little marble stream | |
And it may have been the light that shone out through the night | |
That attracted the hand scratching on my screen | |
When i cautiously looked out through the night | |
There was no doubt | |
That the owner of that hand was that girl | |
So i bid her do come in | |
And i'll open up a tin | |
If you'll tell me 'bout your trip around the world | |
Well, she said,"if you think back | |
To the first time that we passed | |
I'm sure you'll picture me in all my jewles | |
It was shortly after then that i ran into another man | |
And i asked him the same question i asked you | |
But now he he didn't refuse | |
And he took off of both his shoes | |
And climbed abord mu east-bound caravan | |
In the twinkling of the night | |
He knocked me off the side | |
And left me there for dead upon the sand | |
And i thought i was done | |
Lying naked in the sun | |
When much to my surprise, who should pass? | |
But this old friend of yours | |
He said he knew you from the wars | |
And i told him that i thought you'd headed west | |
Well, he said he should have known | |
'cause you like to be alone | |
And that's the time i knew you were my one | |
So i asked him for a ride | |
Just to get here by your side | |
And stay here above this stream | |
Out of the sun" | |
Well, we sat quite for a while | |
And i began to smile | |
Well it's strange but i don't care | |
And some nights when i'm at rest | |
I wonder if i'd said, "yes" | |
Would she have come to me from god knows where | |
Or would i have been the one to leave her lying in the sun | |
And then ended up with only precious stones | |
Or would the woman in my arms be giving me her charms | |
If the answer that i gave her wasn't "no" |
zuo ci : Nesmith | |
Oh my, my, my | |
In a dusty caravan | |
Was a girl with a golden tan | |
And she asked me if i was headed to the east | |
I politely stepped a side and said i did not need a ride | |
That i' d rather take my chances with the heat | |
Well, when she turned and walked away | |
I saw my big mistake | |
There were jewels on her body ohsorare | |
Had it been another day i just might have rode away | |
With that woman riding off to godknowswhere | |
So the years they came and went | |
And found me living in a tent | |
Far above a little marble stream | |
And it may have been the light that shone out through the night | |
That attracted the hand scratching on my screen | |
When i cautiously looked out through the night | |
There was no doubt | |
That the owner of that hand was that girl | |
So i bid her do come in | |
And i' ll open up a tin | |
If you' ll tell me ' bout your trip around the world | |
Well, she said," if you think back | |
To the first time that we passed | |
I' m sure you' ll picture me in all my jewles | |
It was shortly after then that i ran into another man | |
And i asked him the same question i asked you | |
But now he he didn' t refuse | |
And he took off of both his shoes | |
And climbed abord mu eastbound caravan | |
In the twinkling of the night | |
He knocked me off the side | |
And left me there for dead upon the sand | |
And i thought i was done | |
Lying naked in the sun | |
When much to my surprise, who should pass? | |
But this old friend of yours | |
He said he knew you from the wars | |
And i told him that i thought you' d headed west | |
Well, he said he should have known | |
' cause you like to be alone | |
And that' s the time i knew you were my one | |
So i asked him for a ride | |
Just to get here by your side | |
And stay here above this stream | |
Out of the sun" | |
Well, we sat quite for a while | |
And i began to smile | |
Well it' s strange but i don' t care | |
And some nights when i' m at rest | |
I wonder if i' d said, " yes" | |
Would she have come to me from god knows where | |
Or would i have been the one to leave her lying in the sun | |
And then ended up with only precious stones | |
Or would the woman in my arms be giving me her charms | |
If the answer that i gave her wasn' t " no" |
zuò cí : Nesmith | |
Oh my, my, my | |
In a dusty caravan | |
Was a girl with a golden tan | |
And she asked me if i was headed to the east | |
I politely stepped a side and said i did not need a ride | |
That i' d rather take my chances with the heat | |
Well, when she turned and walked away | |
I saw my big mistake | |
There were jewels on her body ohsorare | |
Had it been another day i just might have rode away | |
With that woman riding off to godknowswhere | |
So the years they came and went | |
And found me living in a tent | |
Far above a little marble stream | |
And it may have been the light that shone out through the night | |
That attracted the hand scratching on my screen | |
When i cautiously looked out through the night | |
There was no doubt | |
That the owner of that hand was that girl | |
So i bid her do come in | |
And i' ll open up a tin | |
If you' ll tell me ' bout your trip around the world | |
Well, she said," if you think back | |
To the first time that we passed | |
I' m sure you' ll picture me in all my jewles | |
It was shortly after then that i ran into another man | |
And i asked him the same question i asked you | |
But now he he didn' t refuse | |
And he took off of both his shoes | |
And climbed abord mu eastbound caravan | |
In the twinkling of the night | |
He knocked me off the side | |
And left me there for dead upon the sand | |
And i thought i was done | |
Lying naked in the sun | |
When much to my surprise, who should pass? | |
But this old friend of yours | |
He said he knew you from the wars | |
And i told him that i thought you' d headed west | |
Well, he said he should have known | |
' cause you like to be alone | |
And that' s the time i knew you were my one | |
So i asked him for a ride | |
Just to get here by your side | |
And stay here above this stream | |
Out of the sun" | |
Well, we sat quite for a while | |
And i began to smile | |
Well it' s strange but i don' t care | |
And some nights when i' m at rest | |
I wonder if i' d said, " yes" | |
Would she have come to me from god knows where | |
Or would i have been the one to leave her lying in the sun | |
And then ended up with only precious stones | |
Or would the woman in my arms be giving me her charms | |
If the answer that i gave her wasn' t " no" |