歌曲 | Man Of Stone |
歌手 | John Mayall |
专辑 | Crusade |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
It could have been a million years ago or maybe yesterday | |
I crawled out of this wilderness, a debt I had to pay | |
I must have tipped the scales somewhere way back | |
Never saw the seeds I'd sewn | |
So now I travel backwards looking for a man of stone | |
A foggy night, a neon light... I've seen him standing there | |
Movin' where the shadows creep––no he never did play fair | |
And one night I almost got him, but I knew you'd tapped my phone | |
And communication is dangerous, lookin' for a man of stone | |
With Juan in Argentina I thought I saw him in the street | |
In a seaplane over Hydra he sat in the captain's seat | |
And I've chased him from the Colosseum down the Spanish steps in Rome | |
And history just gets hazy lookin' for a man of stone | |
In the mornin' out your I saw him leanin' on a tree | |
Wearin' a snappy suit of grey and then he motioned to me | |
He pointed with his finger, as if to say my soul he owned | |
But I had sold that long ago to you lookin' for a man of stone | |
Now I sit in this burnt out barn they call The Raven's Nest | |
Drinkin' bloody monkeys7, your name tattooed on my chest | |
Sometimes I think of Juan or you––or sometimes I think of hime | |
And sometimes I don't think of anything but lookin' for (that's right) a man of stone |
It could have been a million years ago or maybe yesterday | |
I crawled out of this wilderness, a debt I had to pay | |
I must have tipped the scales somewhere way back | |
Never saw the seeds I' d sewn | |
So now I travel backwards looking for a man of stone | |
A foggy night, a neon light... I' ve seen him standing there | |
Movin' where the shadows creep no he never did play fair | |
And one night I almost got him, but I knew you' d tapped my phone | |
And communication is dangerous, lookin' for a man of stone | |
With Juan in Argentina I thought I saw him in the street | |
In a seaplane over Hydra he sat in the captain' s seat | |
And I' ve chased him from the Colosseum down the Spanish steps in Rome | |
And history just gets hazy lookin' for a man of stone | |
In the mornin' out your I saw him leanin' on a tree | |
Wearin' a snappy suit of grey and then he motioned to me | |
He pointed with his finger, as if to say my soul he owned | |
But I had sold that long ago to you lookin' for a man of stone | |
Now I sit in this burnt out barn they call The Raven' s Nest | |
Drinkin' bloody monkeys7, your name tattooed on my chest | |
Sometimes I think of Juan or you or sometimes I think of hime | |
And sometimes I don' t think of anything but lookin' for that' s right a man of stone |
It could have been a million years ago or maybe yesterday | |
I crawled out of this wilderness, a debt I had to pay | |
I must have tipped the scales somewhere way back | |
Never saw the seeds I' d sewn | |
So now I travel backwards looking for a man of stone | |
A foggy night, a neon light... I' ve seen him standing there | |
Movin' where the shadows creep no he never did play fair | |
And one night I almost got him, but I knew you' d tapped my phone | |
And communication is dangerous, lookin' for a man of stone | |
With Juan in Argentina I thought I saw him in the street | |
In a seaplane over Hydra he sat in the captain' s seat | |
And I' ve chased him from the Colosseum down the Spanish steps in Rome | |
And history just gets hazy lookin' for a man of stone | |
In the mornin' out your I saw him leanin' on a tree | |
Wearin' a snappy suit of grey and then he motioned to me | |
He pointed with his finger, as if to say my soul he owned | |
But I had sold that long ago to you lookin' for a man of stone | |
Now I sit in this burnt out barn they call The Raven' s Nest | |
Drinkin' bloody monkeys7, your name tattooed on my chest | |
Sometimes I think of Juan or you or sometimes I think of hime | |
And sometimes I don' t think of anything but lookin' for that' s right a man of stone |