| Song | Ole Diesel |
| Artist | Chuck Ragan |
| Album | Gold Country |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Ragan | |
| The tired winds blow | |
| And the restless go home | |
| And the haggard lies down to sleep | |
| Where the hours go slow | |
| And the beauty we know is the love | |
| That is the key | |
| Lay awake and breath while the fire overtakes me | |
| Down the lonesome road. | |
| Ole diesel, please take me home | |
| When the curtains do close and the night becomes old | |
| And the willing go on their way | |
| No ones in sight so they shut down the lights | |
| Since the bottles all have gone dry | |
| When it rains son it pours, heaven opens it's doors | |
| To drop hell straight from the sky | |
| The open road's gone and the darkness is calm enough to take your dear life | |
| Stay awake and breathe, and struggle to stay in the lines | |
| Down the lonesome road. | |
| Ole diesel, please take me home | |
| When the curtains do close and the night becomes old | |
| And the stragglers all find their way | |
| No ones in sight so they shut down the lights | |
| Since the bottles all have gone dry | |
| Stay awake and breathe, while the fire overtakes me | |
| Down the lonesome road. | |
| Ole diesel she brought me home | |
| When the tired winds blow and the restless go home | |
| And the haggard lies down to sleep | |
| Where the hours go slow | |
| And the beauty we know is the love | |
| That is the key |
| zuo qu : Ragan | |
| The tired winds blow | |
| And the restless go home | |
| And the haggard lies down to sleep | |
| Where the hours go slow | |
| And the beauty we know is the love | |
| That is the key | |
| Lay awake and breath while the fire overtakes me | |
| Down the lonesome road. | |
| Ole diesel, please take me home | |
| When the curtains do close and the night becomes old | |
| And the willing go on their way | |
| No ones in sight so they shut down the lights | |
| Since the bottles all have gone dry | |
| When it rains son it pours, heaven opens it' s doors | |
| To drop hell straight from the sky | |
| The open road' s gone and the darkness is calm enough to take your dear life | |
| Stay awake and breathe, and struggle to stay in the lines | |
| Down the lonesome road. | |
| Ole diesel, please take me home | |
| When the curtains do close and the night becomes old | |
| And the stragglers all find their way | |
| No ones in sight so they shut down the lights | |
| Since the bottles all have gone dry | |
| Stay awake and breathe, while the fire overtakes me | |
| Down the lonesome road. | |
| Ole diesel she brought me home | |
| When the tired winds blow and the restless go home | |
| And the haggard lies down to sleep | |
| Where the hours go slow | |
| And the beauty we know is the love | |
| That is the key |
| zuò qǔ : Ragan | |
| The tired winds blow | |
| And the restless go home | |
| And the haggard lies down to sleep | |
| Where the hours go slow | |
| And the beauty we know is the love | |
| That is the key | |
| Lay awake and breath while the fire overtakes me | |
| Down the lonesome road. | |
| Ole diesel, please take me home | |
| When the curtains do close and the night becomes old | |
| And the willing go on their way | |
| No ones in sight so they shut down the lights | |
| Since the bottles all have gone dry | |
| When it rains son it pours, heaven opens it' s doors | |
| To drop hell straight from the sky | |
| The open road' s gone and the darkness is calm enough to take your dear life | |
| Stay awake and breathe, and struggle to stay in the lines | |
| Down the lonesome road. | |
| Ole diesel, please take me home | |
| When the curtains do close and the night becomes old | |
| And the stragglers all find their way | |
| No ones in sight so they shut down the lights | |
| Since the bottles all have gone dry | |
| Stay awake and breathe, while the fire overtakes me | |
| Down the lonesome road. | |
| Ole diesel she brought me home | |
| When the tired winds blow and the restless go home | |
| And the haggard lies down to sleep | |
| Where the hours go slow | |
| And the beauty we know is the love | |
| That is the key |