| Song | So Long Old Bean |
| Artist | Devendra Banhart |
| Album | Smokey Rolls Down Thunder Canyon |
| 作词 : Banhart | |
| Well these days I'm spread so thin | |
| I'm getting carried up by the wind | |
| Every time you get high | |
| You might see me floating by | |
| Well so long old bean | |
| It's been a dream being with you | |
| I couldn't tell us apart | |
| Oh and i know neither could you | |
| Don't tread on me | |
| When you float downstream | |
| On a moonbeam | |
| So long old bean | |
| So long old bean | |
| Here comes the mapinguari singing awww | |
| When's there gonna be an end to wondering | |
| When all of our troubles are gonna end 'cause | |
| We've had our fill of finding our empty pockets | |
| Emptier still and there probably won't be | |
| An end to that my friends | |
| Now that my tralala's are dating | |
| Little sips of the Hollywood bowl | |
| They mute up my mind | |
| How kind of them to mellow mellow mellow my soul | |
| Well they're the gambling kind | |
| As smooth as a tuba' ass on the dole | |
| Money never beats soul | |
| How noble | |
| Don't forget me | |
| When you float downstream | |
| On a moonbeam | |
| So long old bean | |
| So long old bean | |
| I'm a little firefly | |
| Landing on you |
| zuò cí : Banhart | |
| Well these days I' m spread so thin | |
| I' m getting carried up by the wind | |
| Every time you get high | |
| You might see me floating by | |
| Well so long old bean | |
| It' s been a dream being with you | |
| I couldn' t tell us apart | |
| Oh and i know neither could you | |
| Don' t tread on me | |
| When you float downstream | |
| On a moonbeam | |
| So long old bean | |
| So long old bean | |
| Here comes the mapinguari singing awww | |
| When' s there gonna be an end to wondering | |
| When all of our troubles are gonna end ' cause | |
| We' ve had our fill of finding our empty pockets | |
| Emptier still and there probably won' t be | |
| An end to that my friends | |
| Now that my tralala' s are dating | |
| Little sips of the Hollywood bowl | |
| They mute up my mind | |
| How kind of them to mellow mellow mellow my soul | |
| Well they' re the gambling kind | |
| As smooth as a tuba' ass on the dole | |
| Money never beats soul | |
| How noble | |
| Don' t forget me | |
| When you float downstream | |
| On a moonbeam | |
| So long old bean | |
| So long old bean | |
| I' m a little firefly | |
| Landing on you |