Marion The Chatelaine

	作词 : Stewart
	When the great collector found her
	She was just a girl
	She rang a chord inside him
	And he stole her to the centre of his world
	Many wished they could be in her shoes
	But she surely did know how to have the blues
	He tried to make a star of her
	She never did know why
	And though she could have told him
	There were some things that his money couldn't buy
	She never knew a way to refuse
	But she surely did know how to have the blues
	They say tomorrow's such a long, long time
	They say tomorrow never comes
	Whatever happened to this dream of mine
	Count the days as they run
	He built himself a castle
	On a hill above a bay
	Where Marion the
	Chatelaine
	Charmed every single one who came to stay
	Some never knew, while others read the clues
	That she surely did know how to have the blues
	They say tomorrow's such a long, long time
	They say tomorrow never comes
	Whatever happened to this dream of mine
	Count the days as they run
	When all the parties ended
	In the castle on the hill
	The paintings and the statues stood alone
	And all the corridors grew still
	She got caught between the shadows and the booze
	And she surely did know how to have the blues

	zuò cí : Stewart
	When the great collector found her
	She was just a girl
	She rang a chord inside him
	And he stole her to the centre of his world
	Many wished they could be in her shoes
	But she surely did know how to have the blues
	He tried to make a star of her
	She never did know why
	And though she could have told him
	There were some things that his money couldn' t buy
	She never knew a way to refuse
	But she surely did know how to have the blues
	They say tomorrow' s such a long, long time
	They say tomorrow never comes
	Whatever happened to this dream of mine
	Count the days as they run
	He built himself a castle
	On a hill above a bay
	Where Marion the
	Chatelaine
	Charmed every single one who came to stay
	Some never knew, while others read the clues
	That she surely did know how to have the blues
	They say tomorrow' s such a long, long time
	They say tomorrow never comes
	Whatever happened to this dream of mine
	Count the days as they run
	When all the parties ended
	In the castle on the hill
	The paintings and the statues stood alone
	And all the corridors grew still
	She got caught between the shadows and the booze
	And she surely did know how to have the blues