歌曲 | With Every Wish (Album Version) |
歌手 | Bruce Springsteen |
专辑 | Human Touch |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Springsteen | |
Lyrics:Bruce Springsteen Music:Bruce Springsteen | |
Ol' catfish in the lake, we called him Big Jim | |
When I was a kid, my only wish was to get my line in him | |
Skipped church one Sunday rowed out and throw'd in my line | |
Jim took that hook pole and me right over the side | |
Went driftin' down past old tires and rusty cans of beer | |
The angel of the lake whispered in my ear | |
'Before you chose your wish son | |
You better think first | |
With every wish there comes a curse' | |
I fell in love with beautiful Doreen | |
She was the prettiest thing this old town'd ever seen | |
I courted her and I made her mine | |
But I grew jealous whenever another man'd | |
Come walkin' down the line | |
And my jealousy made me treat her mean and cruel | |
She sighed, 'Bobby oh Bobby you're such a fool | |
Don't you know before you choose your wish | |
You'd better think first | |
'Cause with every wish there comes a curse' | |
These days I sit around and laugh | |
At the many rivers I've crossed | |
But on the far banks there's always another forest | |
Where a man can get lost | |
Well there in the high trees love's bluebird glides | |
Guiding us 'cross to another river on the other side | |
And there someone is waitin' with a look in her eyes | |
And though my heart's grown weary | |
And more than a little bit shy | |
Tonight I'll drink from her waters to quench my thirst | |
And leave the angels to worry | |
With every wish... |
zuo ci : Springsteen | |
Lyrics: Bruce Springsteen Music: Bruce Springsteen | |
Ol' catfish in the lake, we called him Big Jim | |
When I was a kid, my only wish was to get my line in him | |
Skipped church one Sunday rowed out and throw' d in my line | |
Jim took that hook pole and me right over the side | |
Went driftin' down past old tires and rusty cans of beer | |
The angel of the lake whispered in my ear | |
' Before you chose your wish son | |
You better think first | |
With every wish there comes a curse' | |
I fell in love with beautiful Doreen | |
She was the prettiest thing this old town' d ever seen | |
I courted her and I made her mine | |
But I grew jealous whenever another man' d | |
Come walkin' down the line | |
And my jealousy made me treat her mean and cruel | |
She sighed, ' Bobby oh Bobby you' re such a fool | |
Don' t you know before you choose your wish | |
You' d better think first | |
' Cause with every wish there comes a curse' | |
These days I sit around and laugh | |
At the many rivers I' ve crossed | |
But on the far banks there' s always another forest | |
Where a man can get lost | |
Well there in the high trees love' s bluebird glides | |
Guiding us ' cross to another river on the other side | |
And there someone is waitin' with a look in her eyes | |
And though my heart' s grown weary | |
And more than a little bit shy | |
Tonight I' ll drink from her waters to quench my thirst | |
And leave the angels to worry | |
With every wish... |
zuò cí : Springsteen | |
Lyrics: Bruce Springsteen Music: Bruce Springsteen | |
Ol' catfish in the lake, we called him Big Jim | |
When I was a kid, my only wish was to get my line in him | |
Skipped church one Sunday rowed out and throw' d in my line | |
Jim took that hook pole and me right over the side | |
Went driftin' down past old tires and rusty cans of beer | |
The angel of the lake whispered in my ear | |
' Before you chose your wish son | |
You better think first | |
With every wish there comes a curse' | |
I fell in love with beautiful Doreen | |
She was the prettiest thing this old town' d ever seen | |
I courted her and I made her mine | |
But I grew jealous whenever another man' d | |
Come walkin' down the line | |
And my jealousy made me treat her mean and cruel | |
She sighed, ' Bobby oh Bobby you' re such a fool | |
Don' t you know before you choose your wish | |
You' d better think first | |
' Cause with every wish there comes a curse' | |
These days I sit around and laugh | |
At the many rivers I' ve crossed | |
But on the far banks there' s always another forest | |
Where a man can get lost | |
Well there in the high trees love' s bluebird glides | |
Guiding us ' cross to another river on the other side | |
And there someone is waitin' with a look in her eyes | |
And though my heart' s grown weary | |
And more than a little bit shy | |
Tonight I' ll drink from her waters to quench my thirst | |
And leave the angels to worry | |
With every wish... |