| 歌曲 | Silver Ribbons |
| 歌手 | Waylon Jennings |
| 专辑 | Nashville Rebel |
| 作词 : | |
| Travelin' down this lonesome railroad | |
| Silver Ribbons with no ends | |
| A million miles a crossties | |
| Mark a million miles I've been. | |
| I've picked peaches down in Georgia | |
| Apples up in Maine | |
| Pulled cotton out in Texas | |
| Ridin' on the train. | |
| I was just a lad of seventeen | |
| My daddy turned me loose | |
| Silver ribbons callin' me | |
| Engine and caboose. | |
| I can't recall my mother | |
| She left when I was two | |
| Brunetts, blondes and red heads | |
| Were the only love I knew. | |
| Don't ask me where I'm going | |
| Don't ask me where I've been | |
| Those silver ribbons will take me there | |
| There and back again. | |
| One more time back again | |
| Travelin' to the tune of freight wheels | |
| Is such a lonely sound | |
| Hear that lonesome whistle blow | |
| As leavin' another town. | |
| I wish someone was waitin' | |
| Somewhere to welcome me | |
| Then those silver ribbons | |
| Would see no more of me. | |
| Don't ask me where I'm going | |
| Don't ask me where I've been | |
| Those silver ribbons will take me there | |
| There and back again... |
| zuò cí : | |
| Travelin' down this lonesome railroad | |
| Silver Ribbons with no ends | |
| A million miles a crossties | |
| Mark a million miles I' ve been. | |
| I' ve picked peaches down in Georgia | |
| Apples up in Maine | |
| Pulled cotton out in Texas | |
| Ridin' on the train. | |
| I was just a lad of seventeen | |
| My daddy turned me loose | |
| Silver ribbons callin' me | |
| Engine and caboose. | |
| I can' t recall my mother | |
| She left when I was two | |
| Brunetts, blondes and red heads | |
| Were the only love I knew. | |
| Don' t ask me where I' m going | |
| Don' t ask me where I' ve been | |
| Those silver ribbons will take me there | |
| There and back again. | |
| One more time back again | |
| Travelin' to the tune of freight wheels | |
| Is such a lonely sound | |
| Hear that lonesome whistle blow | |
| As leavin' another town. | |
| I wish someone was waitin' | |
| Somewhere to welcome me | |
| Then those silver ribbons | |
| Would see no more of me. | |
| Don' t ask me where I' m going | |
| Don' t ask me where I' ve been | |
| Those silver ribbons will take me there | |
| There and back again... |