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You Burned The Tables On Me - Alternate version

歌曲	You Burned The Tables On Me - Alternate version
歌手	Jack Bruce
专辑	Harmony Row

	作曲 : Peter Brown & Jack Bruce
	作词 : Brown, Bruce
	I was born one morning
	Wearing my old coat
	I was born to travel
	So I went and got a boat
	Tried to cure my feet
	From taking the wrong street
	In the Spring when they do the Thing
	Oh yes they do
	And you burned all my tables
	One day I got the tie
	I wore it round my neck
	Flashed it round at all the girls
	That I was hoping to wreck
	Tried to point the shoes on my toes
	Where the guitar grows
	In the Summer when they do the Thing
	Oh yes they do
	And they burned all my tables
	My father said, listen, son
	One day you're gonna gather juice
	When you soak up flowers
	Don't let your leg hang loose
	You stirred up a hornet's nest
	I hear it buzzing in your vest
	In the Autumn when they do the Thing
	Oh yes they do
	And you burned all my tables
	My life was the table
	And you have dined off of it
	The two-ended candle
	Was the one you lit
	They hammered down my jail
	While you held the nail
	In the Winter when they do the Thing
	Oh yes they do
	And you burned all my tables

	zuò qǔ : Peter Brown Jack Bruce
	zuò cí : Brown, Bruce
	I was born one morning
	Wearing my old coat
	I was born to travel
	So I went and got a boat
	Tried to cure my feet
	From taking the wrong street
	In the Spring when they do the Thing
	Oh yes they do
	And you burned all my tables
	One day I got the tie
	I wore it round my neck
	Flashed it round at all the girls
	That I was hoping to wreck
	Tried to point the shoes on my toes
	Where the guitar grows
	In the Summer when they do the Thing
	Oh yes they do
	And they burned all my tables
	My father said, listen, son
	One day you' re gonna gather juice
	When you soak up flowers
	Don' t let your leg hang loose
	You stirred up a hornet' s nest
	I hear it buzzing in your vest
	In the Autumn when they do the Thing
	Oh yes they do
	And you burned all my tables
	My life was the table
	And you have dined off of it
	The twoended candle
	Was the one you lit
	They hammered down my jail
	While you held the nail
	In the Winter when they do the Thing
	Oh yes they do
	And you burned all my tables