| 作词 : McCutcheon, Ray, Young | |
| Well the first dance cost me a quarter, | |
| and the second dance cost me my heart | |
| Now I'm here on this barstool, | |
| like a circle it ends where it starts | |
| And it goes something like this | |
| Always a swing and a miss | |
| Well I ain't seen you since I drank all night | |
| Now my eyes are black 'cause I fought all night | |
| I come stumblin' home to sleep alone but it's alright | |
| yeah it's alright | |
| And it's hard to tell what it is and what it's not | |
| Until it is something that you ain't got | |
| It's something you ain't got | |
| It's something you ain't got | |
| Well I woke up hung over in the squalor | |
| where I make my home | |
| Ate my heart out for breakfast, | |
| then I met the day stoned | |
| And it goes something like this | |
| Always a swing and a miss | |
| Well I ain't seen you since I drank all night | |
| Now my eyes are black 'cause I fought all night | |
| I come stumblin' home to sleep alone but it's alright | |
| yeah it's alright | |
| And it's hard to tell what it is and what it's not | |
| Until it is something that you ain't got | |
| It's something you ain't got | |
| It's something you ain't got | |
| It's something you ain't got | |
| It's something you ain't got | |
| (Guitar Solo) | |
| Well I ain't seen you since I drank all night | |
| Now my eyes are black 'cause I fought all night | |
| I come stumblin' home to sleep alone but it's alright | |
| yeah it's alright | |
| And it's hard to tell what it is and what it's not | |
| Until it is something that you ain't got | |
| It's something you ain't got | |
| It's something you ain't got | |
| It's something you ain't got | |
| It's something you ain't got | |
| 'cause it's alright, yeah it's alright |
| zuo ci : McCutcheon, Ray, Young | |
| Well the first dance cost me a quarter, | |
| and the second dance cost me my heart | |
| Now I' m here on this barstool, | |
| like a circle it ends where it starts | |
| And it goes something like this | |
| Always a swing and a miss | |
| Well I ain' t seen you since I drank all night | |
| Now my eyes are black ' cause I fought all night | |
| I come stumblin' home to sleep alone but it' s alright | |
| yeah it' s alright | |
| And it' s hard to tell what it is and what it' s not | |
| Until it is something that you ain' t got | |
| It' s something you ain' t got | |
| It' s something you ain' t got | |
| Well I woke up hung over in the squalor | |
| where I make my home | |
| Ate my heart out for breakfast, | |
| then I met the day stoned | |
| And it goes something like this | |
| Always a swing and a miss | |
| Well I ain' t seen you since I drank all night | |
| Now my eyes are black ' cause I fought all night | |
| I come stumblin' home to sleep alone but it' s alright | |
| yeah it' s alright | |
| And it' s hard to tell what it is and what it' s not | |
| Until it is something that you ain' t got | |
| It' s something you ain' t got | |
| It' s something you ain' t got | |
| It' s something you ain' t got | |
| It' s something you ain' t got | |
| Guitar Solo | |
| Well I ain' t seen you since I drank all night | |
| Now my eyes are black ' cause I fought all night | |
| I come stumblin' home to sleep alone but it' s alright | |
| yeah it' s alright | |
| And it' s hard to tell what it is and what it' s not | |
| Until it is something that you ain' t got | |
| It' s something you ain' t got | |
| It' s something you ain' t got | |
| It' s something you ain' t got | |
| It' s something you ain' t got | |
| ' cause it' s alright, yeah it' s alright |
| zuò cí : McCutcheon, Ray, Young | |
| Well the first dance cost me a quarter, | |
| and the second dance cost me my heart | |
| Now I' m here on this barstool, | |
| like a circle it ends where it starts | |
| And it goes something like this | |
| Always a swing and a miss | |
| Well I ain' t seen you since I drank all night | |
| Now my eyes are black ' cause I fought all night | |
| I come stumblin' home to sleep alone but it' s alright | |
| yeah it' s alright | |
| And it' s hard to tell what it is and what it' s not | |
| Until it is something that you ain' t got | |
| It' s something you ain' t got | |
| It' s something you ain' t got | |
| Well I woke up hung over in the squalor | |
| where I make my home | |
| Ate my heart out for breakfast, | |
| then I met the day stoned | |
| And it goes something like this | |
| Always a swing and a miss | |
| Well I ain' t seen you since I drank all night | |
| Now my eyes are black ' cause I fought all night | |
| I come stumblin' home to sleep alone but it' s alright | |
| yeah it' s alright | |
| And it' s hard to tell what it is and what it' s not | |
| Until it is something that you ain' t got | |
| It' s something you ain' t got | |
| It' s something you ain' t got | |
| It' s something you ain' t got | |
| It' s something you ain' t got | |
| Guitar Solo | |
| Well I ain' t seen you since I drank all night | |
| Now my eyes are black ' cause I fought all night | |
| I come stumblin' home to sleep alone but it' s alright | |
| yeah it' s alright | |
| And it' s hard to tell what it is and what it' s not | |
| Until it is something that you ain' t got | |
| It' s something you ain' t got | |
| It' s something you ain' t got | |
| It' s something you ain' t got | |
| It' s something you ain' t got | |
| ' cause it' s alright, yeah it' s alright |
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