Box, No. 10 Lyrics
| Song | Box, No. 10 |
| Artist | Jim Croce |
| Album | Down the Highway |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Croce | |
| Well, out of Southern Illinois | |
| Come a down home country boy. | |
| He's gonna make it in the city | |
| Playin' guitar in the studio. | |
| Well he hadn't been there an hour, | |
| When he met a Broadway flower, | |
| You know she took him for his money | |
| And she left him in a cheap hotel. | |
| Oh, well, it's easy for you to see | |
| That that country boy is me | |
| Saying "And how am I gonna ever | |
| break the news to the folks back home?" | |
| Well, I was gonna be a great success, | |
| Things sure ended up a mess, | |
| But in the process I got messed up too. | |
| "Hello Mamma and Dad I had to call collect | |
| 'Cause I ain't got a cent to my name. | |
| Well I'm sleepin' in the hotel doorway, | |
| And tonight they say it's gonna rain. | |
| And if you'd only send me some money | |
| I'll be back on my feet again, | |
| Send it in care of the Sunday Mission | |
| Box number ten." | |
| Well, back in Southern Illinois | |
| They're still worryin' 'bout their boy. | |
| But this boy's goin' home soon's he get's the fare. | |
| Because as soon as I got my bread | |
| I got a pipe upside my head. | |
| You know they left me in an alley, | |
| Took my money and my guitar, too. | |
| "Hello Mamma and Dad I had to call collect | |
| 'Cause I ain't got a cent to my name. | |
| Well I'm sleepin' in the hotel doorway, | |
| And tonight they say it's gonna rain. | |
| And if you'd only send me some money | |
| I'll be back on my feet again, | |
| Send it in care of the Sunday Mission | |
| Box number ten." |
| zuo ci : Croce | |
| Well, out of Southern Illinois | |
| Come a down home country boy. | |
| He' s gonna make it in the city | |
| Playin' guitar in the studio. | |
| Well he hadn' t been there an hour, | |
| When he met a Broadway flower, | |
| You know she took him for his money | |
| And she left him in a cheap hotel. | |
| Oh, well, it' s easy for you to see | |
| That that country boy is me | |
| Saying " And how am I gonna ever | |
| break the news to the folks back home?" | |
| Well, I was gonna be a great success, | |
| Things sure ended up a mess, | |
| But in the process I got messed up too. | |
| " Hello Mamma and Dad I had to call collect | |
| ' Cause I ain' t got a cent to my name. | |
| Well I' m sleepin' in the hotel doorway, | |
| And tonight they say it' s gonna rain. | |
| And if you' d only send me some money | |
| I' ll be back on my feet again, | |
| Send it in care of the Sunday Mission | |
| Box number ten." | |
| Well, back in Southern Illinois | |
| They' re still worryin' ' bout their boy. | |
| But this boy' s goin' home soon' s he get' s the fare. | |
| Because as soon as I got my bread | |
| I got a pipe upside my head. | |
| You know they left me in an alley, | |
| Took my money and my guitar, too. | |
| " Hello Mamma and Dad I had to call collect | |
| ' Cause I ain' t got a cent to my name. | |
| Well I' m sleepin' in the hotel doorway, | |
| And tonight they say it' s gonna rain. | |
| And if you' d only send me some money | |
| I' ll be back on my feet again, | |
| Send it in care of the Sunday Mission | |
| Box number ten." |
| zuò cí : Croce | |
| Well, out of Southern Illinois | |
| Come a down home country boy. | |
| He' s gonna make it in the city | |
| Playin' guitar in the studio. | |
| Well he hadn' t been there an hour, | |
| When he met a Broadway flower, | |
| You know she took him for his money | |
| And she left him in a cheap hotel. | |
| Oh, well, it' s easy for you to see | |
| That that country boy is me | |
| Saying " And how am I gonna ever | |
| break the news to the folks back home?" | |
| Well, I was gonna be a great success, | |
| Things sure ended up a mess, | |
| But in the process I got messed up too. | |
| " Hello Mamma and Dad I had to call collect | |
| ' Cause I ain' t got a cent to my name. | |
| Well I' m sleepin' in the hotel doorway, | |
| And tonight they say it' s gonna rain. | |
| And if you' d only send me some money | |
| I' ll be back on my feet again, | |
| Send it in care of the Sunday Mission | |
| Box number ten." | |
| Well, back in Southern Illinois | |
| They' re still worryin' ' bout their boy. | |
| But this boy' s goin' home soon' s he get' s the fare. | |
| Because as soon as I got my bread | |
| I got a pipe upside my head. | |
| You know they left me in an alley, | |
| Took my money and my guitar, too. | |
| " Hello Mamma and Dad I had to call collect | |
| ' Cause I ain' t got a cent to my name. | |
| Well I' m sleepin' in the hotel doorway, | |
| And tonight they say it' s gonna rain. | |
| And if you' d only send me some money | |
| I' ll be back on my feet again, | |
| Send it in care of the Sunday Mission | |
| Box number ten." |
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