| 歌曲 | Pilgrims Progress |
| 歌手 | Procol Harum |
| 专辑 | 30th Anniversary Anthology |
| 下载 | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Fisher, Reid | |
| (Fisher / Reid) | |
| I sat me down to write a simple story which maybe in the end became a song | |
| In trying to find the words which might begin it | |
| I found these were the thoughts | |
| I brought along | |
| At first I took my weight to be an anchor and gathered up my fears to guide me round but then | |
| I clearly saw my own delusion and found my struggles further bogged me down | |
| In starting out | |
| I thought to go exploring and set my foot upon the nearest road | |
| In vain I looked to find the promised turning but only saw how far | |
| I was from home | |
| In searching | |
| I forsook the paths of learning and sought instead to find some pirate's gold | |
| In fighting | |
| I did hurt those dearest to me and still no hidden truths could | |
| I unfold I sat me down to write a simple story which maybe in the end became a song | |
| The words have all been writ by one before me | |
| We're taking turns in trying to pass them on | |
| Oh, we're taking turns in trying to pass them on |
| zuo ci : Fisher, Reid | |
| Fisher Reid | |
| I sat me down to write a simple story which maybe in the end became a song | |
| In trying to find the words which might begin it | |
| I found these were the thoughts | |
| I brought along | |
| At first I took my weight to be an anchor and gathered up my fears to guide me round but then | |
| I clearly saw my own delusion and found my struggles further bogged me down | |
| In starting out | |
| I thought to go exploring and set my foot upon the nearest road | |
| In vain I looked to find the promised turning but only saw how far | |
| I was from home | |
| In searching | |
| I forsook the paths of learning and sought instead to find some pirate' s gold | |
| In fighting | |
| I did hurt those dearest to me and still no hidden truths could | |
| I unfold I sat me down to write a simple story which maybe in the end became a song | |
| The words have all been writ by one before me | |
| We' re taking turns in trying to pass them on | |
| Oh, we' re taking turns in trying to pass them on |
| zuò cí : Fisher, Reid | |
| Fisher Reid | |
| I sat me down to write a simple story which maybe in the end became a song | |
| In trying to find the words which might begin it | |
| I found these were the thoughts | |
| I brought along | |
| At first I took my weight to be an anchor and gathered up my fears to guide me round but then | |
| I clearly saw my own delusion and found my struggles further bogged me down | |
| In starting out | |
| I thought to go exploring and set my foot upon the nearest road | |
| In vain I looked to find the promised turning but only saw how far | |
| I was from home | |
| In searching | |
| I forsook the paths of learning and sought instead to find some pirate' s gold | |
| In fighting | |
| I did hurt those dearest to me and still no hidden truths could | |
| I unfold I sat me down to write a simple story which maybe in the end became a song | |
| The words have all been writ by one before me | |
| We' re taking turns in trying to pass them on | |
| Oh, we' re taking turns in trying to pass them on |