[00:00.00] | 作曲 : Dylan,Hunter |
[00:01.00] | 作词 : Dylan,Hunter |
[00:53.399] | Listen to that Duquesne whistle blowing |
[00:57.719] | Blowing like it's gonna sweep my world away |
[01:02.749] | I'm gonna stop in Carbondale and keep on going |
[01:07.439] | That Duquesne train gonna ride me night and day |
[01:13.799] | You say I'm a gambler, you say I'm a pimp |
[01:17.649] | But I ain't neither one |
[01:23.059] | Listen to that Duquesne whistle blowing |
[01:27.609] | Sounding like it's on |
[01:38.039] | Listen to that Duquesne whistle blowing |
[01:42.799] | Blowing like she's never blown before |
[01:47.549] | Look like blinking, red light blowing |
[01:51.879] | Blowing like she's at my chamber door |
[01:57.759] | You smiling through the fence at me |
[02:02.059] | Just like you always smiled before |
[02:07.260] | Listen to that Duquesne whistle blowing |
[02:12.030] | Blowing like she ain't gonna blow no more |
[02:27.260] | Can't you hear that Duquesne whistle blowing |
[02:32.100] | Blowing like the sky is gonna blow apart |
[02:37.200] | You're the only thing alive that keeps me going |
[02:41.620] | You're like a tie bound to my hear |
[02:48.090] | I can hear a sweet voice gently calling |
[02:51.450] | Must be the mother of our Lord |
[02:56.470] | Listen to that Duquesne whistle blowing |
[03:01.630] | Blowing like my woman's on board |
[03:12.620] | Listen to that Duquesne whistle blowing |
[03:17.000] | Blowing like it's gonna blow my blues away |
[03:21.620] | You old rascal, I know exactly where you're going |
[03:26.420] | I'll leave you there myself at the break of day |
[03:32.110] | I wake up every morning with that woman at my breast |
[03:36.740] | Everybody's telling me she's gone to my head |
[03:42.050] | Listen to that Duquesne whistle blowing |
[03:46.670] | Blowing like it's gonna kill me dead |
[04:12.050] | Can't you hear that Duquesne whistle blowing |
[04:16.230] | Blowing through another no good town |
[04:21.700] | The lights of my native land are glowing |
[04:26.200] | I wonder if they'll know me next time around |
[04:31.160] | I wondered if that old oak tree's still standing |
[04:36.359] | That old oak tree, the one we used to climb |
[04:41.500] | Listen to that Duquesne whistle blowing |
[04:46.800] | Blowing like she's blowing right on time |
[00:00.00] | zuo qu : Dylan, Hunter |
[00:01.00] | zuo ci : Dylan, Hunter |
[00:53.399] | Listen to that Duquesne whistle blowing |
[00:57.719] | Blowing like it' s gonna sweep my world away |
[01:02.749] | I' m gonna stop in Carbondale and keep on going |
[01:07.439] | That Duquesne train gonna ride me night and day |
[01:13.799] | You say I' m a gambler, you say I' m a pimp |
[01:17.649] | But I ain' t neither one |
[01:23.059] | Listen to that Duquesne whistle blowing |
[01:27.609] | Sounding like it' s on |
[01:38.039] | Listen to that Duquesne whistle blowing |
[01:42.799] | Blowing like she' s never blown before |
[01:47.549] | Look like blinking, red light blowing |
[01:51.879] | Blowing like she' s at my chamber door |
[01:57.759] | You smiling through the fence at me |
[02:02.059] | Just like you always smiled before |
[02:07.260] | Listen to that Duquesne whistle blowing |
[02:12.030] | Blowing like she ain' t gonna blow no more |
[02:27.260] | Can' t you hear that Duquesne whistle blowing |
[02:32.100] | Blowing like the sky is gonna blow apart |
[02:37.200] | You' re the only thing alive that keeps me going |
[02:41.620] | You' re like a tie bound to my hear |
[02:48.090] | I can hear a sweet voice gently calling |
[02:51.450] | Must be the mother of our Lord |
[02:56.470] | Listen to that Duquesne whistle blowing |
[03:01.630] | Blowing like my woman' s on board |
[03:12.620] | Listen to that Duquesne whistle blowing |
[03:17.000] | Blowing like it' s gonna blow my blues away |
[03:21.620] | You old rascal, I know exactly where you' re going |
[03:26.420] | I' ll leave you there myself at the break of day |
[03:32.110] | I wake up every morning with that woman at my breast |
[03:36.740] | Everybody' s telling me she' s gone to my head |
[03:42.050] | Listen to that Duquesne whistle blowing |
[03:46.670] | Blowing like it' s gonna kill me dead |
[04:12.050] | Can' t you hear that Duquesne whistle blowing |
[04:16.230] | Blowing through another no good town |
[04:21.700] | The lights of my native land are glowing |
[04:26.200] | I wonder if they' ll know me next time around |
[04:31.160] | I wondered if that old oak tree' s still standing |
[04:36.359] | That old oak tree, the one we used to climb |
[04:41.500] | Listen to that Duquesne whistle blowing |
[04:46.800] | Blowing like she' s blowing right on time |
[00:00.00] | zuò qǔ : Dylan, Hunter |
[00:01.00] | zuò cí : Dylan, Hunter |
[00:53.399] | Listen to that Duquesne whistle blowing |
[00:57.719] | Blowing like it' s gonna sweep my world away |
[01:02.749] | I' m gonna stop in Carbondale and keep on going |
[01:07.439] | That Duquesne train gonna ride me night and day |
[01:13.799] | You say I' m a gambler, you say I' m a pimp |
[01:17.649] | But I ain' t neither one |
[01:23.059] | Listen to that Duquesne whistle blowing |
[01:27.609] | Sounding like it' s on |
[01:38.039] | Listen to that Duquesne whistle blowing |
[01:42.799] | Blowing like she' s never blown before |
[01:47.549] | Look like blinking, red light blowing |
[01:51.879] | Blowing like she' s at my chamber door |
[01:57.759] | You smiling through the fence at me |
[02:02.059] | Just like you always smiled before |
[02:07.260] | Listen to that Duquesne whistle blowing |
[02:12.030] | Blowing like she ain' t gonna blow no more |
[02:27.260] | Can' t you hear that Duquesne whistle blowing |
[02:32.100] | Blowing like the sky is gonna blow apart |
[02:37.200] | You' re the only thing alive that keeps me going |
[02:41.620] | You' re like a tie bound to my hear |
[02:48.090] | I can hear a sweet voice gently calling |
[02:51.450] | Must be the mother of our Lord |
[02:56.470] | Listen to that Duquesne whistle blowing |
[03:01.630] | Blowing like my woman' s on board |
[03:12.620] | Listen to that Duquesne whistle blowing |
[03:17.000] | Blowing like it' s gonna blow my blues away |
[03:21.620] | You old rascal, I know exactly where you' re going |
[03:26.420] | I' ll leave you there myself at the break of day |
[03:32.110] | I wake up every morning with that woman at my breast |
[03:36.740] | Everybody' s telling me she' s gone to my head |
[03:42.050] | Listen to that Duquesne whistle blowing |
[03:46.670] | Blowing like it' s gonna kill me dead |
[04:12.050] | Can' t you hear that Duquesne whistle blowing |
[04:16.230] | Blowing through another no good town |
[04:21.700] | The lights of my native land are glowing |
[04:26.200] | I wonder if they' ll know me next time around |
[04:31.160] | I wondered if that old oak tree' s still standing |
[04:36.359] | That old oak tree, the one we used to climb |
[04:41.500] | Listen to that Duquesne whistle blowing |
[04:46.800] | Blowing like she' s blowing right on time |
[00:53.399] | 杜肯哨子正在吹响 |
[00:57.719] | 它吹奏着,扫荡着我的世界 |
[01:02.749] | 我会在卡尔代本歇歇脚再走 |
[01:07.439] | 我会骑着那杜肯火车一昼夜 |
[01:13.799] | 你说我是个好赌之徒,还说我是个皮条客 |
[01:17.649] | 但是实际上我可都不是 |
[01:23.059] | 杜肯哨子正在吹响 |
[01:27.609] | 听起来是这样 |
[01:38.039] | 杜肯哨子正在吹响 |
[01:42.799] | 就好像她以前从未吹过 |
[01:47.549] | 红灯闪烁着 |
[01:51.879] | 就好像她置身我门口 |
[01:57.759] | 你透过篱笆向我露出微笑 |
[02:02.059] | 就如你以前经常笑的那样 |
[02:07.260] | 杜肯哨子正在吹响 |
[02:12.030] | 就好像她不再会吹了 |
[02:27.260] | 难道你听不见杜肯哨子正在吹响吗 |
[02:32.100] | 天空都要被吹裂了 |
[02:37.200] | 你是唯一使我前进的生命 |
[02:41.620] | 你的声音系住了我的听觉 |
[02:48.090] | 我能听见那甜美之声正在轻轻对我呼唤 |
[02:51.450] | 这一定是主的母上吧 |
[02:56.470] | 杜肯哨子正在吹响 |
[03:01.630] | 就好像我的女人登上了船 |
[03:12.620] | 杜肯哨子正在吹响 |
[03:17.000] | 就好像它会吹跑我的蓝调一般 |
[03:21.620] | 你这老流氓,我知道你到底要去哪 |
[03:26.420] | 我会把你丢在那里,自己休息一天 |
[03:32.110] | 每天早晨我醒来时,那女人都伏在我的胸脯上 |
[03:36.740] | 大家都说,她已经深入我脑髓 |
[03:42.050] | 杜肯哨子正在吹响 |
[03:46.670] | 就好像它会杀死我一般 |
[04:12.050] | 难道你听不到杜肯哨子在响吗 |
[04:16.230] | 吹遍了另外那个不怎么好的小镇 |
[04:21.700] | 我故乡的灯还在发光 |
[04:26.200] | 我想要知道他们下次还能不能认出来我 |
[04:31.160] | 我想知道那老橡树是否仍然直立 |
[04:36.359] | 就是我们过去常常爬的那一棵 |
[04:41.500] | 杜肯哨子正在吹响 |
[04:46.800] | 就好像她吹奏得正合拍 |