| Song | Another Midnight |
| Artist | The Tragically Hip |
| Album | Up to Here |
| 作词 : Tragically Hip | |
| He was a coal miner in the spring | |
| Blinded with its dusty resolutions | |
| Broke his back for higher contributions | |
| Now he'd take anything | |
| Well, she was nineteen seventy | |
| Burning like a cigarette long season | |
| Heir to all her family's old treasons | |
| She makes love hard like an enemy | |
| Oh ma, he's dying | |
| And the river don't sleep | |
| When the water runs cold | |
| And the calendar burns | |
| As the story unfolds | |
| And the valley spans miles | |
| When the mountain stands high | |
| Can't they let us run wild | |
| For another midnight | |
| For just another midnight | |
| Perhaps we're an election day | |
| Pumping hands and kissing all the babies | |
| Ain't no time for shadowed doubts or maybes | |
| Is there another way? | |
| Or we're a stolen Cadillac | |
| Racing for a roadblock in the distance | |
| Flashing by a lifetime in an instance | |
| Can we take it back? | |
| Oh ma, he's dying | |
| Oh ma, he's dying | |
| And the river don't sleep | |
| When the water runs cold | |
| And the calendar burns | |
| As the story unfolds | |
| And the valley spans miles | |
| When the mountain stands high | |
| Can't they let us run wild | |
| For another midnight | |
| Can we take it back? | |
| Can we take it back? | |
| Can we take it back? | |
| Can we take it back? | |
| And the valley spans miles | |
| When the mountain stands high | |
| Can't they let us run wild | |
| For another midnight | |
| For just another midnight | |
| For just another midnight | |
| For another midnight |
| zuò cí : Tragically Hip | |
| He was a coal miner in the spring | |
| Blinded with its dusty resolutions | |
| Broke his back for higher contributions | |
| Now he' d take anything | |
| Well, she was nineteen seventy | |
| Burning like a cigarette long season | |
| Heir to all her family' s old treasons | |
| She makes love hard like an enemy | |
| Oh ma, he' s dying | |
| And the river don' t sleep | |
| When the water runs cold | |
| And the calendar burns | |
| As the story unfolds | |
| And the valley spans miles | |
| When the mountain stands high | |
| Can' t they let us run wild | |
| For another midnight | |
| For just another midnight | |
| Perhaps we' re an election day | |
| Pumping hands and kissing all the babies | |
| Ain' t no time for shadowed doubts or maybes | |
| Is there another way? | |
| Or we' re a stolen Cadillac | |
| Racing for a roadblock in the distance | |
| Flashing by a lifetime in an instance | |
| Can we take it back? | |
| Oh ma, he' s dying | |
| Oh ma, he' s dying | |
| And the river don' t sleep | |
| When the water runs cold | |
| And the calendar burns | |
| As the story unfolds | |
| And the valley spans miles | |
| When the mountain stands high | |
| Can' t they let us run wild | |
| For another midnight | |
| Can we take it back? | |
| Can we take it back? | |
| Can we take it back? | |
| Can we take it back? | |
| And the valley spans miles | |
| When the mountain stands high | |
| Can' t they let us run wild | |
| For another midnight | |
| For just another midnight | |
| For just another midnight | |
| For another midnight |