歌曲 | New Mister Me |
歌手 | Kris Kristofferson |
专辑 | A Moment of Forever |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Kristofferson | |
The moment that you saw him | |
You just looked the other way | |
The blood within his eye | |
Was like a curse | |
He had two heavy pistols | |
Which were greasied up and ready | |
And a face like bobby dylan, only worse | |
He ordered up a whisky, which he drank like he was thirsty | |
And ordered him another of the same | |
Suddenly the silence of the frozen room was shattered | |
By a kid who shot before he called his name | |
He looked up at his killer | |
>from the floor where he had fallen | |
Said, "well look what you have gone and done to me." | |
He said, "son, i think you blew it | |
But you're truly welcome to it | |
You can be the new mister me" | |
Chorus: | |
"you can be the new mist me, me, me | |
Ain't it true that's what you want to be, yesiree bob | |
And i'll be somewhere sunny where it's funny and it's free | |
And you can be the new mister me." | |
Well i was there the day they say that bobby dylan died | |
You and i both know he got away | |
He's out there stealin' horses | |
Really learnin' how to ride | |
And he's the reason i am free today | |
Chorus: | |
Singin' "you can be the new mister me, me, me | |
Ain't it true that's what you wanna be, yes indeed | |
And i'll be somewhere sunny where it's funny and it's free | |
And you can be the new mister me. |
zuo ci : Kristofferson | |
The moment that you saw him | |
You just looked the other way | |
The blood within his eye | |
Was like a curse | |
He had two heavy pistols | |
Which were greasied up and ready | |
And a face like bobby dylan, only worse | |
He ordered up a whisky, which he drank like he was thirsty | |
And ordered him another of the same | |
Suddenly the silence of the frozen room was shattered | |
By a kid who shot before he called his name | |
He looked up at his killer | |
from the floor where he had fallen | |
Said, " well look what you have gone and done to me." | |
He said, " son, i think you blew it | |
But you' re truly welcome to it | |
You can be the new mister me" | |
Chorus: | |
" you can be the new mist me, me, me | |
Ain' t it true that' s what you want to be, yesiree bob | |
And i' ll be somewhere sunny where it' s funny and it' s free | |
And you can be the new mister me." | |
Well i was there the day they say that bobby dylan died | |
You and i both know he got away | |
He' s out there stealin' horses | |
Really learnin' how to ride | |
And he' s the reason i am free today | |
Chorus: | |
Singin' " you can be the new mister me, me, me | |
Ain' t it true that' s what you wanna be, yes indeed | |
And i' ll be somewhere sunny where it' s funny and it' s free | |
And you can be the new mister me. |
zuò cí : Kristofferson | |
The moment that you saw him | |
You just looked the other way | |
The blood within his eye | |
Was like a curse | |
He had two heavy pistols | |
Which were greasied up and ready | |
And a face like bobby dylan, only worse | |
He ordered up a whisky, which he drank like he was thirsty | |
And ordered him another of the same | |
Suddenly the silence of the frozen room was shattered | |
By a kid who shot before he called his name | |
He looked up at his killer | |
from the floor where he had fallen | |
Said, " well look what you have gone and done to me." | |
He said, " son, i think you blew it | |
But you' re truly welcome to it | |
You can be the new mister me" | |
Chorus: | |
" you can be the new mist me, me, me | |
Ain' t it true that' s what you want to be, yesiree bob | |
And i' ll be somewhere sunny where it' s funny and it' s free | |
And you can be the new mister me." | |
Well i was there the day they say that bobby dylan died | |
You and i both know he got away | |
He' s out there stealin' horses | |
Really learnin' how to ride | |
And he' s the reason i am free today | |
Chorus: | |
Singin' " you can be the new mister me, me, me | |
Ain' t it true that' s what you wanna be, yes indeed | |
And i' ll be somewhere sunny where it' s funny and it' s free | |
And you can be the new mister me. |