| Song | Easy Wind |
| Artist | Grateful Dead |
| Album | Road Trips, Vol. 3, No. 3: Fillmore East 5-15-70 |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Hunter | |
| I been balling a shiny black steel jack-hammer, | |
| been chippin' up rocks for the great highway, | |
| live five years if I take my time, | |
| ballin' that jack and a drinkin' my wine. | |
| I been chippin' them rocks from dawn till doom, | |
| while my rider hide my bottle in the other room. | |
| Doctor say better stop ballin' that jack, | |
| if I live five years I gonna bust my back, yes I will. | |
| Easy wind cross the Bayou today | |
| cause there's a whole lotta women, mama, | |
| out in red on the streets today. | |
| And the rivers keep a talkin', | |
| but you never heard a word it said. | |
| Gotta find a woman be good to me, | |
| won't hide my liquor try to serve me tea, | |
| cause I'm a stone jack baller and my heart is true | |
| and I'll give everything that I got to you, yes I will. | |
| Easy wind going cross the Bayou today | |
| there's a whole lotta women | |
| out in red on the streets today. | |
| And the rivers keep a talkin', | |
| but you never heard a word it said. |
| zuo ci : Hunter | |
| I been balling a shiny black steel jackhammer, | |
| been chippin' up rocks for the great highway, | |
| live five years if I take my time, | |
| ballin' that jack and a drinkin' my wine. | |
| I been chippin' them rocks from dawn till doom, | |
| while my rider hide my bottle in the other room. | |
| Doctor say better stop ballin' that jack, | |
| if I live five years I gonna bust my back, yes I will. | |
| Easy wind cross the Bayou today | |
| cause there' s a whole lotta women, mama, | |
| out in red on the streets today. | |
| And the rivers keep a talkin', | |
| but you never heard a word it said. | |
| Gotta find a woman be good to me, | |
| won' t hide my liquor try to serve me tea, | |
| cause I' m a stone jack baller and my heart is true | |
| and I' ll give everything that I got to you, yes I will. | |
| Easy wind going cross the Bayou today | |
| there' s a whole lotta women | |
| out in red on the streets today. | |
| And the rivers keep a talkin', | |
| but you never heard a word it said. |
| zuò cí : Hunter | |
| I been balling a shiny black steel jackhammer, | |
| been chippin' up rocks for the great highway, | |
| live five years if I take my time, | |
| ballin' that jack and a drinkin' my wine. | |
| I been chippin' them rocks from dawn till doom, | |
| while my rider hide my bottle in the other room. | |
| Doctor say better stop ballin' that jack, | |
| if I live five years I gonna bust my back, yes I will. | |
| Easy wind cross the Bayou today | |
| cause there' s a whole lotta women, mama, | |
| out in red on the streets today. | |
| And the rivers keep a talkin', | |
| but you never heard a word it said. | |
| Gotta find a woman be good to me, | |
| won' t hide my liquor try to serve me tea, | |
| cause I' m a stone jack baller and my heart is true | |
| and I' ll give everything that I got to you, yes I will. | |
| Easy wind going cross the Bayou today | |
| there' s a whole lotta women | |
| out in red on the streets today. | |
| And the rivers keep a talkin', | |
| but you never heard a word it said. |