| 歌曲 | Sweet Revenge |
| 歌手 | John Prine |
| 专辑 | Great Days: The John Prine Anthology |
| Lyrics：John Prine Music：John Prine | |
| I got kicked off noah's ark | |
| I turn my cheek to unkind remarks | |
| There was two of everything | |
| But one of me | |
| And when the rains came tumbling down | |
| I held my breath and i stood my ground | |
| And i watched that ship go sailing | |
| Out to sea. | |
| Chorus: | |
| Take it back | |
| Take it back | |
| Oh no, you can't say that | |
| All of my friends | |
| Are not dead or in jail | |
| Through rock and through stone | |
| The black wind still moans | |
| Sweet revenge | |
| Sweet revenge | |
| Without fail. | |
| I caught an aisle seat on a plane | |
| And drove an english teacher half insane | |
| Making up jokes about bicycle spokes | |
| And red balloons | |
| So i called up my local deejay | |
| And he didn't have a lot to say | |
| But the radio | |
| Has learned all of my favorite tunes. | |
| Chorus: | |
| The white meat is on the run | |
| And the dark meat is far too done | |
| And the milkman left me a note yesterday | |
| Get out of this town by noon | |
| You're coming on way too soon | |
| And besides that | |
| We never liked you any way. | |
| Chorus: |
| Lyrics: John Prine Music: John Prine | |
| I got kicked off noah' s ark | |
| I turn my cheek to unkind remarks | |
| There was two of everything | |
| But one of me | |
| And when the rains came tumbling down | |
| I held my breath and i stood my ground | |
| And i watched that ship go sailing | |
| Out to sea. | |
| Chorus: | |
| Take it back | |
| Take it back | |
| Oh no, you can' t say that | |
| All of my friends | |
| Are not dead or in jail | |
| Through rock and through stone | |
| The black wind still moans | |
| Sweet revenge | |
| Sweet revenge | |
| Without fail. | |
| I caught an aisle seat on a plane | |
| And drove an english teacher half insane | |
| Making up jokes about bicycle spokes | |
| And red balloons | |
| So i called up my local deejay | |
| And he didn' t have a lot to say | |
| But the radio | |
| Has learned all of my favorite tunes. | |
| Chorus: | |
| The white meat is on the run | |
| And the dark meat is far too done | |
| And the milkman left me a note yesterday | |
| Get out of this town by noon | |
| You' re coming on way too soon | |
| And besides that | |
| We never liked you any way. | |
| Chorus: |