歌曲 | He Lived Alone in Town |
歌手 | Buffy Sainte-Marie |
专辑 | It'S My Way |
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作词 : Sainte-Marie | |
He lived alone in town | |
His friends were many and true | |
He drank and took the easy love | |
Of street girls that he knew | |
And he met a girl one day | |
Said "come home with me tonight" | |
"Oh no!" she cried "I never will." | |
And she left him there alone | |
And the days went by, and days | |
Went by and they did long | |
For each other every hour | |
But still she'd not be bound | |
"In the places of young men | |
I never will be found | |
But think you not that I don't love | |
For my heart is ripe and full" | |
"How cold you are!" he said | |
"I guess you must not care | |
For me. But tell me, | |
Where it is you'd go | |
For I'd take you anywhere" | |
"Then come to a forest green | |
Where I may love you free | |
Beyond the confines of your walls | |
And beyond the sweetest words" | |
"And beyond the mountains high | |
Beyond the fields of shame | |
And beyond the prettiest wedding ring | |
For I'd never take your name" | |
"And wander with me now | |
Or wander all forlorn | |
But know I love you, tearful one, | |
Much more than I can show" | |
He could not understand | |
He thought she could not care | |
"Oh, take me far away," she'd cried | |
And he could not hear her prayer | |
And he wandered off alone | |
To never know her dream | |
And she still dwells within the forest | |
Longing for his love | |
"So, wander with me now | |
Or wander off alone | |
But know I love you, tearful one, | |
Much more than I can show" |
zuo ci : SainteMarie | |
He lived alone in town | |
His friends were many and true | |
He drank and took the easy love | |
Of street girls that he knew | |
And he met a girl one day | |
Said " come home with me tonight" | |
" Oh no!" she cried " I never will." | |
And she left him there alone | |
And the days went by, and days | |
Went by and they did long | |
For each other every hour | |
But still she' d not be bound | |
" In the places of young men | |
I never will be found | |
But think you not that I don' t love | |
For my heart is ripe and full" | |
" How cold you are!" he said | |
" I guess you must not care | |
For me. But tell me, | |
Where it is you' d go | |
For I' d take you anywhere" | |
" Then come to a forest green | |
Where I may love you free | |
Beyond the confines of your walls | |
And beyond the sweetest words" | |
" And beyond the mountains high | |
Beyond the fields of shame | |
And beyond the prettiest wedding ring | |
For I' d never take your name" | |
" And wander with me now | |
Or wander all forlorn | |
But know I love you, tearful one, | |
Much more than I can show" | |
He could not understand | |
He thought she could not care | |
" Oh, take me far away," she' d cried | |
And he could not hear her prayer | |
And he wandered off alone | |
To never know her dream | |
And she still dwells within the forest | |
Longing for his love | |
" So, wander with me now | |
Or wander off alone | |
But know I love you, tearful one, | |
Much more than I can show" |
zuò cí : SainteMarie | |
He lived alone in town | |
His friends were many and true | |
He drank and took the easy love | |
Of street girls that he knew | |
And he met a girl one day | |
Said " come home with me tonight" | |
" Oh no!" she cried " I never will." | |
And she left him there alone | |
And the days went by, and days | |
Went by and they did long | |
For each other every hour | |
But still she' d not be bound | |
" In the places of young men | |
I never will be found | |
But think you not that I don' t love | |
For my heart is ripe and full" | |
" How cold you are!" he said | |
" I guess you must not care | |
For me. But tell me, | |
Where it is you' d go | |
For I' d take you anywhere" | |
" Then come to a forest green | |
Where I may love you free | |
Beyond the confines of your walls | |
And beyond the sweetest words" | |
" And beyond the mountains high | |
Beyond the fields of shame | |
And beyond the prettiest wedding ring | |
For I' d never take your name" | |
" And wander with me now | |
Or wander all forlorn | |
But know I love you, tearful one, | |
Much more than I can show" | |
He could not understand | |
He thought she could not care | |
" Oh, take me far away," she' d cried | |
And he could not hear her prayer | |
And he wandered off alone | |
To never know her dream | |
And she still dwells within the forest | |
Longing for his love | |
" So, wander with me now | |
Or wander off alone | |
But know I love you, tearful one, | |
Much more than I can show" |