Song | West Wye |
Artist | Avail |
Album | Front Porch Stories |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Avail | |
sidetracked conveniently five steps from the mainline | |
fresh off a grain porch drinking swill | |
down from picking up in maine | |
counting change | |
"oh how i, i would do anything for that old junktrain to turn manifest | |
and highball, yeah i'd sing that railroad song by the time the sun is setting | |
in the west" | |
no time or purpose as embers smolder | |
holed up in pines of green | |
pablo writes "dos" where mouths don't share what their eyes have seen | |
"see those days are gone and i can't stand one more | |
i've fought this war counting miles alone | |
i've seen it all, every goddamn state | |
out here son it's as rough as i have known" | |
all i have known with sky above as home | |
and ground beneath as bed is to ride fast | |
live slow and without regret | |
"i've got no time for regret | |
those thoughts solve nothing in the end | |
i've got blistered hands | |
and lived full through rejection | |
long endured | |
'cause i came up poor | |
"hell no i, i wouldn't change a thing, those old junktrains all turn manifest | |
and highball, yeah i'll sing that railroad song by the time | |
the sun is setting in the west" |
zuo ci : Avail | |
sidetracked conveniently five steps from the mainline | |
fresh off a grain porch drinking swill | |
down from picking up in maine | |
counting change | |
" oh how i, i would do anything for that old junktrain to turn manifest | |
and highball, yeah i' d sing that railroad song by the time the sun is setting | |
in the west" | |
no time or purpose as embers smolder | |
holed up in pines of green | |
pablo writes " dos" where mouths don' t share what their eyes have seen | |
" see those days are gone and i can' t stand one more | |
i' ve fought this war counting miles alone | |
i' ve seen it all, every goddamn state | |
out here son it' s as rough as i have known" | |
all i have known with sky above as home | |
and ground beneath as bed is to ride fast | |
live slow and without regret | |
" i' ve got no time for regret | |
those thoughts solve nothing in the end | |
i' ve got blistered hands | |
and lived full through rejection | |
long endured | |
' cause i came up poor | |
" hell no i, i wouldn' t change a thing, those old junktrains all turn manifest | |
and highball, yeah i' ll sing that railroad song by the time | |
the sun is setting in the west" |
zuò cí : Avail | |
sidetracked conveniently five steps from the mainline | |
fresh off a grain porch drinking swill | |
down from picking up in maine | |
counting change | |
" oh how i, i would do anything for that old junktrain to turn manifest | |
and highball, yeah i' d sing that railroad song by the time the sun is setting | |
in the west" | |
no time or purpose as embers smolder | |
holed up in pines of green | |
pablo writes " dos" where mouths don' t share what their eyes have seen | |
" see those days are gone and i can' t stand one more | |
i' ve fought this war counting miles alone | |
i' ve seen it all, every goddamn state | |
out here son it' s as rough as i have known" | |
all i have known with sky above as home | |
and ground beneath as bed is to ride fast | |
live slow and without regret | |
" i' ve got no time for regret | |
those thoughts solve nothing in the end | |
i' ve got blistered hands | |
and lived full through rejection | |
long endured | |
' cause i came up poor | |
" hell no i, i wouldn' t change a thing, those old junktrains all turn manifest | |
and highball, yeah i' ll sing that railroad song by the time | |
the sun is setting in the west" |