| 歌曲 | Back When Ted Loved Sylvia |
| 歌手 | Nanci Griffith |
| 专辑 | Hearts In Mind |
| 作词 : Etheridge | |
| They both wrote poetry | |
| In fact, that was how they met | |
| He was a Yorkshire man in | |
| Cambridge | |
| She was from | |
| Massachusetts | |
| They spoke and they fell in love | |
| They kissed and picked daffodils | |
| She came across the ocean | |
| Just to bid her heart goodbye | |
| The hawk next to his goddess | |
| They were glorious to see | |
| Back when | |
| Ted loved | |
| Sylvia Close friends disapproved | |
| Said they ought to wait | |
| They did not care with all that said | |
| And married nonetheless | |
| They traveled and they taught | |
| A life of academia | |
| Typewriters and cocktails | |
| Angry verses and sad pleas | |
| Dutiful wife and mother | |
| The poet behind her man | |
| Back when | |
| Ted loved | |
| Sylvia The tempests that were howling | |
| And tearing them apart | |
| Were forces that had been in place | |
| To wreck them from the start | |
| So she stayed home with the kids | |
| Collecting poems in a jar | |
| He had his lectures and soon a mistress | |
| And left her all alone | |
| Why did she end it all? | |
| Was he just to blame? | |
| There’s only two that know for sure | |
| And neither one remain | |
| I don’t need an answer | |
| I prefer to read between the lines | |
| Back when | |
| Ted loved | |
| Sylvia Back when | |
| Ted loved | |
| Sylvia |
| zuò cí : Etheridge | |
| They both wrote poetry | |
| In fact, that was how they met | |
| He was a Yorkshire man in | |
| Cambridge | |
| She was from | |
| Massachusetts | |
| They spoke and they fell in love | |
| They kissed and picked daffodils | |
| She came across the ocean | |
| Just to bid her heart goodbye | |
| The hawk next to his goddess | |
| They were glorious to see | |
| Back when | |
| Ted loved | |
| Sylvia Close friends disapproved | |
| Said they ought to wait | |
| They did not care with all that said | |
| And married nonetheless | |
| They traveled and they taught | |
| A life of academia | |
| Typewriters and cocktails | |
| Angry verses and sad pleas | |
| Dutiful wife and mother | |
| The poet behind her man | |
| Back when | |
| Ted loved | |
| Sylvia The tempests that were howling | |
| And tearing them apart | |
| Were forces that had been in place | |
| To wreck them from the start | |
| So she stayed home with the kids | |
| Collecting poems in a jar | |
| He had his lectures and soon a mistress | |
| And left her all alone | |
| Why did she end it all? | |
| Was he just to blame? | |
| There' s only two that know for sure | |
| And neither one remain | |
| I don' t need an answer | |
| I prefer to read between the lines | |
| Back when | |
| Ted loved | |
| Sylvia Back when | |
| Ted loved | |
| Sylvia |