歌曲 | Return Of The Grievous Angel |
歌手 | Gram Parsons |
专辑 | The Complete Reprise Sessions |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Brown, Parsons | |
Won't you scratch my itch sweet Annie Rich | |
And welcome me back to town | |
Come out on your porch or I'll step into your parlor | |
And I'll show you how it all went down | |
Out with the truckers and the kickers and the cowboy angels | |
And a good saloon in every single town | |
Oh, and I remember something you once told me | |
And I'll be damned if it did not come true | |
Twenty thousand roads I went down, down, down | |
And they all lead me straight back home to you | |
'Cause I headed West to grow up with the country | |
Across those prairies with the waves of grain | |
And I saw my devil, | |
and I saw my deep blue sea | |
And I thought about a calico bonnet from | |
Cheyenne to Tennessee | |
We flew straight across that river bridge, | |
last night a half past two | |
The switchman wave his lantern goodbye | |
and so long as we went rolling through | |
Billboards and truckstops pass by the grievous angel | |
And now I know just what I have to do | |
And the man on the radio won't leave me alone | |
He wants to take my money for something | |
that I've never been shown | |
And I saw my devil, | |
and I saw my deep blue sea | |
And I thought about a calico bonnet from | |
Cheyenne to Tennessee | |
The news I could bring I met up with the king | |
On his head an amphetamine crown | |
He talked about unbuckling that old bible belt | |
And lighted out for some desert town | |
Out with the truckers and the kickers and the cowboy angels | |
And a good saloon in every single town | |
Oh, but I remembered something you once told me | |
And I'll be damned if it did not come true | |
Twenty thousand roads I went down, down, down | |
And they all lead me straight back home to you | |
Twenty thousand roads I went down, down, down | |
And they all lead me straight back home to you |
zuo ci : Brown, Parsons | |
Won' t you scratch my itch sweet Annie Rich | |
And welcome me back to town | |
Come out on your porch or I' ll step into your parlor | |
And I' ll show you how it all went down | |
Out with the truckers and the kickers and the cowboy angels | |
And a good saloon in every single town | |
Oh, and I remember something you once told me | |
And I' ll be damned if it did not come true | |
Twenty thousand roads I went down, down, down | |
And they all lead me straight back home to you | |
' Cause I headed West to grow up with the country | |
Across those prairies with the waves of grain | |
And I saw my devil, | |
and I saw my deep blue sea | |
And I thought about a calico bonnet from | |
Cheyenne to Tennessee | |
We flew straight across that river bridge, | |
last night a half past two | |
The switchman wave his lantern goodbye | |
and so long as we went rolling through | |
Billboards and truckstops pass by the grievous angel | |
And now I know just what I have to do | |
And the man on the radio won' t leave me alone | |
He wants to take my money for something | |
that I' ve never been shown | |
And I saw my devil, | |
and I saw my deep blue sea | |
And I thought about a calico bonnet from | |
Cheyenne to Tennessee | |
The news I could bring I met up with the king | |
On his head an amphetamine crown | |
He talked about unbuckling that old bible belt | |
And lighted out for some desert town | |
Out with the truckers and the kickers and the cowboy angels | |
And a good saloon in every single town | |
Oh, but I remembered something you once told me | |
And I' ll be damned if it did not come true | |
Twenty thousand roads I went down, down, down | |
And they all lead me straight back home to you | |
Twenty thousand roads I went down, down, down | |
And they all lead me straight back home to you |
zuò cí : Brown, Parsons | |
Won' t you scratch my itch sweet Annie Rich | |
And welcome me back to town | |
Come out on your porch or I' ll step into your parlor | |
And I' ll show you how it all went down | |
Out with the truckers and the kickers and the cowboy angels | |
And a good saloon in every single town | |
Oh, and I remember something you once told me | |
And I' ll be damned if it did not come true | |
Twenty thousand roads I went down, down, down | |
And they all lead me straight back home to you | |
' Cause I headed West to grow up with the country | |
Across those prairies with the waves of grain | |
And I saw my devil, | |
and I saw my deep blue sea | |
And I thought about a calico bonnet from | |
Cheyenne to Tennessee | |
We flew straight across that river bridge, | |
last night a half past two | |
The switchman wave his lantern goodbye | |
and so long as we went rolling through | |
Billboards and truckstops pass by the grievous angel | |
And now I know just what I have to do | |
And the man on the radio won' t leave me alone | |
He wants to take my money for something | |
that I' ve never been shown | |
And I saw my devil, | |
and I saw my deep blue sea | |
And I thought about a calico bonnet from | |
Cheyenne to Tennessee | |
The news I could bring I met up with the king | |
On his head an amphetamine crown | |
He talked about unbuckling that old bible belt | |
And lighted out for some desert town | |
Out with the truckers and the kickers and the cowboy angels | |
And a good saloon in every single town | |
Oh, but I remembered something you once told me | |
And I' ll be damned if it did not come true | |
Twenty thousand roads I went down, down, down | |
And they all lead me straight back home to you | |
Twenty thousand roads I went down, down, down | |
And they all lead me straight back home to you |