Song | The Way I Should |
Artist | Iris DeMent |
Album | The Way I Should |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Dement | |
A cold wind against my shoulder woke me up in the middle of the night | |
An Autumn leaf was scraping against my window | |
like it was trying hard to get inside | |
and then a ghost that I had met before kept me up 'til dawn | |
and everything I thought was right was suddenly all wrong | |
He said, "Your score is looking pretty bad" | |
and then he asked me what it was that I had to show | |
So I went running down a list of things | |
some were real, but on some of them I lied | |
'cause I felt I had to justify each breath that I'd been breathing in this life | |
Then I realized I was playing into someone else's rules, | |
trying to keep my score up in a game I did not choose | |
Then I looked that ghost straight in the eye | |
and said "You'd better not be coming back by again" | |
And it's true that I don't work near as hard | |
as you tell me that I'm supposed to | |
I don't run as fast as I could | |
but I live just the way I want to | |
and that's the way I should | |
October's leaves were dancing 'round | |
like angels dressed in robes of Red and Gold | |
but November's come and gone now | |
and they're lying in the gutter out along the road | |
They're gonna make their way out to the ditch or someday to the sea, | |
they'll get to where they're going without the help of you or me | |
and if each life is just a grain of sand | |
I'm telling you man, this grain of sand is mine | |
And it's true that I don't work near as hard | |
as you tell me that I'm supposed to | |
I don't run as fast as I could | |
but I live just the way I want to | |
and that's the way I should | |
but I live just the way I want to | |
and that's the way I should |
zuo ci : Dement | |
A cold wind against my shoulder woke me up in the middle of the night | |
An Autumn leaf was scraping against my window | |
like it was trying hard to get inside | |
and then a ghost that I had met before kept me up ' til dawn | |
and everything I thought was right was suddenly all wrong | |
He said, " Your score is looking pretty bad" | |
and then he asked me what it was that I had to show | |
So I went running down a list of things | |
some were real, but on some of them I lied | |
' cause I felt I had to justify each breath that I' d been breathing in this life | |
Then I realized I was playing into someone else' s rules, | |
trying to keep my score up in a game I did not choose | |
Then I looked that ghost straight in the eye | |
and said " You' d better not be coming back by again" | |
And it' s true that I don' t work near as hard | |
as you tell me that I' m supposed to | |
I don' t run as fast as I could | |
but I live just the way I want to | |
and that' s the way I should | |
October' s leaves were dancing ' round | |
like angels dressed in robes of Red and Gold | |
but November' s come and gone now | |
and they' re lying in the gutter out along the road | |
They' re gonna make their way out to the ditch or someday to the sea, | |
they' ll get to where they' re going without the help of you or me | |
and if each life is just a grain of sand | |
I' m telling you man, this grain of sand is mine | |
And it' s true that I don' t work near as hard | |
as you tell me that I' m supposed to | |
I don' t run as fast as I could | |
but I live just the way I want to | |
and that' s the way I should | |
but I live just the way I want to | |
and that' s the way I should |
zuò cí : Dement | |
A cold wind against my shoulder woke me up in the middle of the night | |
An Autumn leaf was scraping against my window | |
like it was trying hard to get inside | |
and then a ghost that I had met before kept me up ' til dawn | |
and everything I thought was right was suddenly all wrong | |
He said, " Your score is looking pretty bad" | |
and then he asked me what it was that I had to show | |
So I went running down a list of things | |
some were real, but on some of them I lied | |
' cause I felt I had to justify each breath that I' d been breathing in this life | |
Then I realized I was playing into someone else' s rules, | |
trying to keep my score up in a game I did not choose | |
Then I looked that ghost straight in the eye | |
and said " You' d better not be coming back by again" | |
And it' s true that I don' t work near as hard | |
as you tell me that I' m supposed to | |
I don' t run as fast as I could | |
but I live just the way I want to | |
and that' s the way I should | |
October' s leaves were dancing ' round | |
like angels dressed in robes of Red and Gold | |
but November' s come and gone now | |
and they' re lying in the gutter out along the road | |
They' re gonna make their way out to the ditch or someday to the sea, | |
they' ll get to where they' re going without the help of you or me | |
and if each life is just a grain of sand | |
I' m telling you man, this grain of sand is mine | |
And it' s true that I don' t work near as hard | |
as you tell me that I' m supposed to | |
I don' t run as fast as I could | |
but I live just the way I want to | |
and that' s the way I should | |
but I live just the way I want to | |
and that' s the way I should |