| Song | Soul Agent |
| Artist | Cross Canadian Ragweed |
| Album | Mission California. |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Evans | |
| Rosie cooks with love 5 bucks a plate | |
| And she'll cook for if you, if don't show up too late | |
| 'Cuz when you're feelin' low down, as empty as a hole | |
| Go to Rosie's cafe, she'll nourish your soul | |
| 'Cuz she's a soul agent for the USA | |
| She'll be here tomorrow | |
| After she gets through t'day | |
| Yeah | |
| I know this girl who makes her dollars, one at a time | |
| She folds them lay aways under her pantie line | |
| She wears crushed purple velvet; she's swimmin' in my mind | |
| She's doin' what she wants to get herself by | |
| 'Cuz she's a soul agent for the USA | |
| She'll be here tomorrow | |
| After she gets through t'day | |
| 'Cuz she's a soul agent for the USA | |
| She'll be here tomorrow | |
| After she gets through t'day | |
| Yeah | |
| Yours is the only soul you can know | |
| And yours is the only road you can go | |
| The finest people that you'll meet, yeah | |
| Is just a man on the street | |
| And there's a fellow I know | |
| He moves like the shifting sands | |
| He earns his daily bread | |
| With his own two hands | |
| And when the weight on your shoulders | |
| Is wearing you down | |
| Well he'll do his best to bring you around | |
| (Chorus) | |
| 'Cuz he's a soul agent for the USA | |
| He'll be here tomorrow | |
| After he gets through t'day | |
| He's a soul agent for the USA | |
| He'll be here tomorrow | |
| After he gets through t'day | |
| Yeah | |
| (instrumental) |
| zuo qu : Evans | |
| Rosie cooks with love 5 bucks a plate | |
| And she' ll cook for if you, if don' t show up too late | |
| ' Cuz when you' re feelin' low down, as empty as a hole | |
| Go to Rosie' s cafe, she' ll nourish your soul | |
| ' Cuz she' s a soul agent for the USA | |
| She' ll be here tomorrow | |
| After she gets through t' day | |
| Yeah | |
| I know this girl who makes her dollars, one at a time | |
| She folds them lay aways under her pantie line | |
| She wears crushed purple velvet she' s swimmin' in my mind | |
| She' s doin' what she wants to get herself by | |
| ' Cuz she' s a soul agent for the USA | |
| She' ll be here tomorrow | |
| After she gets through t' day | |
| ' Cuz she' s a soul agent for the USA | |
| She' ll be here tomorrow | |
| After she gets through t' day | |
| Yeah | |
| Yours is the only soul you can know | |
| And yours is the only road you can go | |
| The finest people that you' ll meet, yeah | |
| Is just a man on the street | |
| And there' s a fellow I know | |
| He moves like the shifting sands | |
| He earns his daily bread | |
| With his own two hands | |
| And when the weight on your shoulders | |
| Is wearing you down | |
| Well he' ll do his best to bring you around | |
| Chorus | |
| ' Cuz he' s a soul agent for the USA | |
| He' ll be here tomorrow | |
| After he gets through t' day | |
| He' s a soul agent for the USA | |
| He' ll be here tomorrow | |
| After he gets through t' day | |
| Yeah | |
| instrumental |
| zuò qǔ : Evans | |
| Rosie cooks with love 5 bucks a plate | |
| And she' ll cook for if you, if don' t show up too late | |
| ' Cuz when you' re feelin' low down, as empty as a hole | |
| Go to Rosie' s cafe, she' ll nourish your soul | |
| ' Cuz she' s a soul agent for the USA | |
| She' ll be here tomorrow | |
| After she gets through t' day | |
| Yeah | |
| I know this girl who makes her dollars, one at a time | |
| She folds them lay aways under her pantie line | |
| She wears crushed purple velvet she' s swimmin' in my mind | |
| She' s doin' what she wants to get herself by | |
| ' Cuz she' s a soul agent for the USA | |
| She' ll be here tomorrow | |
| After she gets through t' day | |
| ' Cuz she' s a soul agent for the USA | |
| She' ll be here tomorrow | |
| After she gets through t' day | |
| Yeah | |
| Yours is the only soul you can know | |
| And yours is the only road you can go | |
| The finest people that you' ll meet, yeah | |
| Is just a man on the street | |
| And there' s a fellow I know | |
| He moves like the shifting sands | |
| He earns his daily bread | |
| With his own two hands | |
| And when the weight on your shoulders | |
| Is wearing you down | |
| Well he' ll do his best to bring you around | |
| Chorus | |
| ' Cuz he' s a soul agent for the USA | |
| He' ll be here tomorrow | |
| After he gets through t' day | |
| He' s a soul agent for the USA | |
| He' ll be here tomorrow | |
| After he gets through t' day | |
| Yeah | |
| instrumental |