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West Of Her Spine

	作曲 : Crosby, Geraght, Noonan ...
	She asked me to work on that knot
	Now I've been at that
	Coalface some time
	I've been trying to untie that knot
	I'm trying to work it to a soft spot
	And lie there a while
	Just south of her shoulder
	And west of her spine
	Now you'd think that
	I could Untie that knot
	I'm the one who put it there in
	The first place
	But it's like trying to remember
	Where you've buried treasure
	Well I've a vague idea
	But it was under the pale moon light
	And I was south of her shoulder
	And west of her spine
	Sometimes early in the morning
	I watch her breathing rise and fall
	I've spilled in drunk beside her
	In the stillness of dawn
	See how her hair spills over
	Like frayed ends of twine
	All wild and wrapped around her
	Like these wandering arms of mine
	Well I hope they find a soft spot
	Where I can lie for a while
	Just south of her shoulder
	And west of her spine
	Now careful not to wake her
	I trace back along the twine
	To where her never endings sing
	Of too much of my time
	It's here
	I'll rest my chin
	And breathe her deep and smile
	For I think
	I've found a soft spot and
	I'll lie here a while
	It's here
	I'll raise my flag
	And claim this land as mine
	Just south of her shoulder

	zuò qǔ : Crosby, Geraght, Noonan ...
	She asked me to work on that knot
	Now I' ve been at that
	Coalface some time
	I' ve been trying to untie that knot
	I' m trying to work it to a soft spot
	And lie there a while
	Just south of her shoulder
	And west of her spine
	Now you' d think that
	I could Untie that knot
	I' m the one who put it there in
	The first place
	But it' s like trying to remember
	Where you' ve buried treasure
	Well I' ve a vague idea
	But it was under the pale moon light
	And I was south of her shoulder
	And west of her spine
	Sometimes early in the morning
	I watch her breathing rise and fall
	I' ve spilled in drunk beside her
	In the stillness of dawn
	See how her hair spills over
	Like frayed ends of twine
	All wild and wrapped around her
	Like these wandering arms of mine
	Well I hope they find a soft spot
	Where I can lie for a while
	Just south of her shoulder
	And west of her spine
	Now careful not to wake her
	I trace back along the twine
	To where her never endings sing
	Of too much of my time
	It' s here
	I' ll rest my chin
	And breathe her deep and smile
	For I think
	I' ve found a soft spot and
	I' ll lie here a while
	It' s here
	I' ll raise my flag
	And claim this land as mine
	Just south of her shoulder