Song | Black Cowboys |
Artist | Bruce Springsteen |
Album | Devils & Dust |
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[00:00.00] | 作词 : Springsteen |
[00:04.74] | Raney William's playground was among Haven's streets |
[00:07.83] | Where he ran past melted candles and flower wreaths |
[00:11.83] | Names and photos of the young black faces |
[00:16.07] | Whose death and blood consecrated these places |
[00:23.85] | Raney's mother said Raney stay at my side |
[00:28.00] | For you are my blessing, you are my pride |
[00:32.08] | It's your love here that keeps my soul alive |
[00:36.14] | I want you to come home from school and stay inside |
[00:42.87] | Raney'd do his work and put his books away |
[00:46.61] | There was a channel showed a Western movie everyday |
[00:51.13] | And that brought him home books on the black cowboys of the Oklahoma range |
[00:55.87] | The Seminole scouts that fought the tribes of the Great Plains |
[01:03.66] | Summer come and the days grew long |
[01:07.61] | Raney always had his mother's smile to depend on |
[01:12.26] | Along the street of stray bullets he made his way |
[01:16.48] | To the warmth of her arms at the end of each day |
[01:26.27] | Come the Fall, the rain flooded these homes |
[01:30.32] | In Ezekiel's valley of dry bones |
[01:34.67] | It fell hard and dark to the ground |
[01:38.27] | It fell without a sound |
[01:44.21] | And they took up with a man whose business was the boulevard |
[01:47.65] | Whose smile was fixed in a face that was never off guard |
[01:51.95] | In the pipes 'neath the kitchen sink his secrets are kept |
[01:55.96] | In the day, behind drawn curtains in the next bedroom he slept |
[02:03.05] | And she got lost in the days |
[02:08.06] | The smile Raney depended on dusted away |
[02:12.46] | The arms that held him were no more his own |
[02:16.59] | He lay at night his head pressed to her chest listening to the ghost in her bones |
[02:27.47] | In the kitchen, Raney slipped his hand between the pipes |
[02:32.89] | From a brown bag pulled five hundred dollar bills and stuck it in his coat side |
[02:37.91] | Stood in the dark at his mother's bed |
[02:41.80] | Brushed her hair and kissed her eyes |
[02:48.02] | In the twilight Raney walked to the station on streets of stone |
[02:52.37] | Through Pennsylvania and Ohio his train drifted on |
[02:56.52] | Through the small towns of Indiana the big train crept |
[03:01.93] | As he lay his head back on his seat and slept |
[03:08.30] | He woke and the towns gave way to muddy fields of green |
[03:11.85] | Corn and cotton and endless nothing in between |
[03:16.45] | Over the rutted hills of Oklahoma the red sun slipped and was gone |
[03:21.20] | The moon rose and stripped the earth to its bone |
[00:00.00] | zuo ci : Springsteen |
[00:04.74] | Raney William' s playground was among Haven' s streets |
[00:07.83] | Where he ran past melted candles and flower wreaths |
[00:11.83] | Names and photos of the young black faces |
[00:16.07] | Whose death and blood consecrated these places |
[00:23.85] | Raney' s mother said Raney stay at my side |
[00:28.00] | For you are my blessing, you are my pride |
[00:32.08] | It' s your love here that keeps my soul alive |
[00:36.14] | I want you to come home from school and stay inside |
[00:42.87] | Raney' d do his work and put his books away |
[00:46.61] | There was a channel showed a Western movie everyday |
[00:51.13] | And that brought him home books on the black cowboys of the Oklahoma range |
[00:55.87] | The Seminole scouts that fought the tribes of the Great Plains |
[01:03.66] | Summer come and the days grew long |
[01:07.61] | Raney always had his mother' s smile to depend on |
[01:12.26] | Along the street of stray bullets he made his way |
[01:16.48] | To the warmth of her arms at the end of each day |
[01:26.27] | Come the Fall, the rain flooded these homes |
[01:30.32] | In Ezekiel' s valley of dry bones |
[01:34.67] | It fell hard and dark to the ground |
[01:38.27] | It fell without a sound |
[01:44.21] | And they took up with a man whose business was the boulevard |
[01:47.65] | Whose smile was fixed in a face that was never off guard |
[01:51.95] | In the pipes ' neath the kitchen sink his secrets are kept |
[01:55.96] | In the day, behind drawn curtains in the next bedroom he slept |
[02:03.05] | And she got lost in the days |
[02:08.06] | The smile Raney depended on dusted away |
[02:12.46] | The arms that held him were no more his own |
[02:16.59] | He lay at night his head pressed to her chest listening to the ghost in her bones |
[02:27.47] | In the kitchen, Raney slipped his hand between the pipes |
[02:32.89] | From a brown bag pulled five hundred dollar bills and stuck it in his coat side |
[02:37.91] | Stood in the dark at his mother' s bed |
[02:41.80] | Brushed her hair and kissed her eyes |
[02:48.02] | In the twilight Raney walked to the station on streets of stone |
[02:52.37] | Through Pennsylvania and Ohio his train drifted on |
[02:56.52] | Through the small towns of Indiana the big train crept |
[03:01.93] | As he lay his head back on his seat and slept |
[03:08.30] | He woke and the towns gave way to muddy fields of green |
[03:11.85] | Corn and cotton and endless nothing in between |
[03:16.45] | Over the rutted hills of Oklahoma the red sun slipped and was gone |
[03:21.20] | The moon rose and stripped the earth to its bone |
[00:00.00] | zuò cí : Springsteen |
[00:04.74] | Raney William' s playground was among Haven' s streets |
[00:07.83] | Where he ran past melted candles and flower wreaths |
[00:11.83] | Names and photos of the young black faces |
[00:16.07] | Whose death and blood consecrated these places |
[00:23.85] | Raney' s mother said Raney stay at my side |
[00:28.00] | For you are my blessing, you are my pride |
[00:32.08] | It' s your love here that keeps my soul alive |
[00:36.14] | I want you to come home from school and stay inside |
[00:42.87] | Raney' d do his work and put his books away |
[00:46.61] | There was a channel showed a Western movie everyday |
[00:51.13] | And that brought him home books on the black cowboys of the Oklahoma range |
[00:55.87] | The Seminole scouts that fought the tribes of the Great Plains |
[01:03.66] | Summer come and the days grew long |
[01:07.61] | Raney always had his mother' s smile to depend on |
[01:12.26] | Along the street of stray bullets he made his way |
[01:16.48] | To the warmth of her arms at the end of each day |
[01:26.27] | Come the Fall, the rain flooded these homes |
[01:30.32] | In Ezekiel' s valley of dry bones |
[01:34.67] | It fell hard and dark to the ground |
[01:38.27] | It fell without a sound |
[01:44.21] | And they took up with a man whose business was the boulevard |
[01:47.65] | Whose smile was fixed in a face that was never off guard |
[01:51.95] | In the pipes ' neath the kitchen sink his secrets are kept |
[01:55.96] | In the day, behind drawn curtains in the next bedroom he slept |
[02:03.05] | And she got lost in the days |
[02:08.06] | The smile Raney depended on dusted away |
[02:12.46] | The arms that held him were no more his own |
[02:16.59] | He lay at night his head pressed to her chest listening to the ghost in her bones |
[02:27.47] | In the kitchen, Raney slipped his hand between the pipes |
[02:32.89] | From a brown bag pulled five hundred dollar bills and stuck it in his coat side |
[02:37.91] | Stood in the dark at his mother' s bed |
[02:41.80] | Brushed her hair and kissed her eyes |
[02:48.02] | In the twilight Raney walked to the station on streets of stone |
[02:52.37] | Through Pennsylvania and Ohio his train drifted on |
[02:56.52] | Through the small towns of Indiana the big train crept |
[03:01.93] | As he lay his head back on his seat and slept |
[03:08.30] | He woke and the towns gave way to muddy fields of green |
[03:11.85] | Corn and cotton and endless nothing in between |
[03:16.45] | Over the rutted hills of Oklahoma the red sun slipped and was gone |
[03:21.20] | The moon rose and stripped the earth to its bone |