Song | Galveston Bay |
Artist | Bruce Springsteen |
Album | The Ghost Of Tom Joad |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Springsteen | |
Lyrics:Bruce Springsteen Music:Bruce Springsteen | |
Fifteen years Le Bing Son | |
Fought side by side with the Americans | |
In the mountains and deltas of Vietnam | |
In '75 Saigon fell | |
and he left his command | |
And brought his family to the promised land | |
Seabrook Texas and the small towns | |
in the Gulf of Mexico | |
It was delta country and reminded him of home | |
He worked as a machinist, put his money away | |
And bought a shrimp boat with his cousin | |
And together they harvested Galveston Bay | |
In the mornin' 'fore the sun come up | |
He'd kiss his sleepin' daughter | |
Steer out through the channel | |
And casts his nets into the water | |
Billy Sutter fought with Charlie Company | |
In the highlands of Quang Tri | |
He was wounded in the battle of Chu Lai | |
And shipped home in '68 | |
There he married and worked the gulf fishing grounds | |
In a boat that'd been his father's | |
In the morning he'd kiss his sleeping son | |
And cast his nets into the water | |
Billy sat in front of his TV as the south fell | |
And the Communists rolled into Saigon | |
He and his friends watched as the refugees came | |
Settle on the same streets and worked the coast they grew up on | |
Soon in the bars around the harbor was talk | |
Of America for Americans | |
Someone said, 'You want 'em out, you got to burn 'em out' | |
And brought in the Texas klan | |
One humid Texas night there were three shadows on the harbor | |
Come to burn the Vietnamese boats into the sea | |
In the fire's light shots rang out | |
Two Texans lay dead on the ground | |
Le stood with a pistol in his hand | |
A jury acquitted him in self defense | |
As before the judge he did stand | |
But as he walked down the courthouse steps | |
Billy said 'My friend, you're a dead man' | |
One late summer night Le stood watch along the waterside | |
Billy stood in the shadows | |
His K-bar knife in his hand | |
And the moon slipped behind the clouds | |
Le lit a cigarette, the bay was as still as glass | |
As he walked by Billy stuck his knife into his pocket | |
Took a breath and let him pass | |
In the early darkness Billy rose up | |
Went into the kitchen for a drink of water | |
Kissed his sleeping wife | |
Headed into the channel | |
And casts his nets into the water | |
Of Galveston Bay |
zuo ci : Springsteen | |
Lyrics: Bruce Springsteen Music: Bruce Springsteen | |
Fifteen years Le Bing Son | |
Fought side by side with the Americans | |
In the mountains and deltas of Vietnam | |
In ' 75 Saigon fell | |
and he left his command | |
And brought his family to the promised land | |
Seabrook Texas and the small towns | |
in the Gulf of Mexico | |
It was delta country and reminded him of home | |
He worked as a machinist, put his money away | |
And bought a shrimp boat with his cousin | |
And together they harvested Galveston Bay | |
In the mornin' ' fore the sun come up | |
He' d kiss his sleepin' daughter | |
Steer out through the channel | |
And casts his nets into the water | |
Billy Sutter fought with Charlie Company | |
In the highlands of Quang Tri | |
He was wounded in the battle of Chu Lai | |
And shipped home in ' 68 | |
There he married and worked the gulf fishing grounds | |
In a boat that' d been his father' s | |
In the morning he' d kiss his sleeping son | |
And cast his nets into the water | |
Billy sat in front of his TV as the south fell | |
And the Communists rolled into Saigon | |
He and his friends watched as the refugees came | |
Settle on the same streets and worked the coast they grew up on | |
Soon in the bars around the harbor was talk | |
Of America for Americans | |
Someone said, ' You want ' em out, you got to burn ' em out' | |
And brought in the Texas klan | |
One humid Texas night there were three shadows on the harbor | |
Come to burn the Vietnamese boats into the sea | |
In the fire' s light shots rang out | |
Two Texans lay dead on the ground | |
Le stood with a pistol in his hand | |
A jury acquitted him in self defense | |
As before the judge he did stand | |
But as he walked down the courthouse steps | |
Billy said ' My friend, you' re a dead man' | |
One late summer night Le stood watch along the waterside | |
Billy stood in the shadows | |
His Kbar knife in his hand | |
And the moon slipped behind the clouds | |
Le lit a cigarette, the bay was as still as glass | |
As he walked by Billy stuck his knife into his pocket | |
Took a breath and let him pass | |
In the early darkness Billy rose up | |
Went into the kitchen for a drink of water | |
Kissed his sleeping wife | |
Headed into the channel | |
And casts his nets into the water | |
Of Galveston Bay |
zuò cí : Springsteen | |
Lyrics: Bruce Springsteen Music: Bruce Springsteen | |
Fifteen years Le Bing Son | |
Fought side by side with the Americans | |
In the mountains and deltas of Vietnam | |
In ' 75 Saigon fell | |
and he left his command | |
And brought his family to the promised land | |
Seabrook Texas and the small towns | |
in the Gulf of Mexico | |
It was delta country and reminded him of home | |
He worked as a machinist, put his money away | |
And bought a shrimp boat with his cousin | |
And together they harvested Galveston Bay | |
In the mornin' ' fore the sun come up | |
He' d kiss his sleepin' daughter | |
Steer out through the channel | |
And casts his nets into the water | |
Billy Sutter fought with Charlie Company | |
In the highlands of Quang Tri | |
He was wounded in the battle of Chu Lai | |
And shipped home in ' 68 | |
There he married and worked the gulf fishing grounds | |
In a boat that' d been his father' s | |
In the morning he' d kiss his sleeping son | |
And cast his nets into the water | |
Billy sat in front of his TV as the south fell | |
And the Communists rolled into Saigon | |
He and his friends watched as the refugees came | |
Settle on the same streets and worked the coast they grew up on | |
Soon in the bars around the harbor was talk | |
Of America for Americans | |
Someone said, ' You want ' em out, you got to burn ' em out' | |
And brought in the Texas klan | |
One humid Texas night there were three shadows on the harbor | |
Come to burn the Vietnamese boats into the sea | |
In the fire' s light shots rang out | |
Two Texans lay dead on the ground | |
Le stood with a pistol in his hand | |
A jury acquitted him in self defense | |
As before the judge he did stand | |
But as he walked down the courthouse steps | |
Billy said ' My friend, you' re a dead man' | |
One late summer night Le stood watch along the waterside | |
Billy stood in the shadows | |
His Kbar knife in his hand | |
And the moon slipped behind the clouds | |
Le lit a cigarette, the bay was as still as glass | |
As he walked by Billy stuck his knife into his pocket | |
Took a breath and let him pass | |
In the early darkness Billy rose up | |
Went into the kitchen for a drink of water | |
Kissed his sleeping wife | |
Headed into the channel | |
And casts his nets into the water | |
Of Galveston Bay |