歌曲 | Honey I'm a Big Boy Now |
歌手 | Billy Bragg |
专辑 | Talking with the Taxman About Poetry |
作词 : Bragg | |
I can see the kitchen light | |
From the road where i park my bike | |
But it's dark there as it often is these days | |
And the gloomy living room | |
Really needs a dust and a broom | |
But i can't brush your memory away | |
Her father was an admiral | |
In someone else's navy | |
And she had seen the world before i met her | |
She would wash and cook and clean | |
And all the other things between | |
And like a fool i just sat there and let her | |
Chorus: | |
Now i can feed and wash and dress myself | |
And i can sleep without the light on | |
Honey, i'm a big boy now | |
I don't know what she does with all the money that i sent her | |
She's running round the town with the young pretender | |
I haven't touched the garden | |
Since the day she walked away | |
From a love affair that bore only bitter fruit | |
She took everything she wanted | |
Which is why she left me here | |
With these pots and pans and my old wedding suit | |
A letter came one morning | |
That she would not let me see | |
And from that day i began to realise | |
That she would one day break | |
The home we tried to make | |
For sinners cannot live in paradise |
zuò cí : Bragg | |
I can see the kitchen light | |
From the road where i park my bike | |
But it' s dark there as it often is these days | |
And the gloomy living room | |
Really needs a dust and a broom | |
But i can' t brush your memory away | |
Her father was an admiral | |
In someone else' s navy | |
And she had seen the world before i met her | |
She would wash and cook and clean | |
And all the other things between | |
And like a fool i just sat there and let her | |
Chorus: | |
Now i can feed and wash and dress myself | |
And i can sleep without the light on | |
Honey, i' m a big boy now | |
I don' t know what she does with all the money that i sent her | |
She' s running round the town with the young pretender | |
I haven' t touched the garden | |
Since the day she walked away | |
From a love affair that bore only bitter fruit | |
She took everything she wanted | |
Which is why she left me here | |
With these pots and pans and my old wedding suit | |
A letter came one morning | |
That she would not let me see | |
And from that day i began to realise | |
That she would one day break | |
The home we tried to make | |
For sinners cannot live in paradise |