| Song | Scarlet Begonias |
| Artist | Grateful Dead |
| Album | From The Mars Hotel [Expanded] |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Jerry Garcia | |
| 作词 : Robert Hunter | |
| As i was walkin' 'round grosvenor square | |
| Not a chill to the winter but a nip to the air, | |
| From the other direction, she was calling my eye, | |
| It could be an illusion, but i might as well try, might as well try. | |
| She had rings on her fingers and bells on her shoes. | |
| And i knew without askin' she was into the blues. | |
| She wore scarlet begonias tucked into her curls, | |
| I knew right away she was not like other girls, other girls. | |
| In the thick of the evening when the dealing got rough, | |
| She was too pat to open and too cool to bluff. | |
| As i picked up my matches and was closing the door, | |
| I had one of those flashes i'd been there before, been there before. | |
| Well, i ain't always right but i've never been wrong. | |
| Seldom turns out the way it does in a song. | |
| Once in a while you get shown the light | |
| In the strangest of places if you look at it right. | |
| Well there ain't nothing wrong with the way she moves, | |
| Scarlet begonias or a touch of the blues. | |
| And there's nothing wrong with the look that's in her eyes, | |
| Wind in the willow's playin' "tea for two"; | |
| The sky was yellow and the sun was blue, | |
| Strangers stoppin' strangers just to shake their hand, | |
| Everybody's playing in the heart of gold band, heart of gold band. |
| zuo qu : Jerry Garcia | |
| zuo ci : Robert Hunter | |
| As i was walkin' ' round grosvenor square | |
| Not a chill to the winter but a nip to the air, | |
| From the other direction, she was calling my eye, | |
| It could be an illusion, but i might as well try, might as well try. | |
| She had rings on her fingers and bells on her shoes. | |
| And i knew without askin' she was into the blues. | |
| She wore scarlet begonias tucked into her curls, | |
| I knew right away she was not like other girls, other girls. | |
| In the thick of the evening when the dealing got rough, | |
| She was too pat to open and too cool to bluff. | |
| As i picked up my matches and was closing the door, | |
| I had one of those flashes i' d been there before, been there before. | |
| Well, i ain' t always right but i' ve never been wrong. | |
| Seldom turns out the way it does in a song. | |
| Once in a while you get shown the light | |
| In the strangest of places if you look at it right. | |
| Well there ain' t nothing wrong with the way she moves, | |
| Scarlet begonias or a touch of the blues. | |
| And there' s nothing wrong with the look that' s in her eyes, | |
| Wind in the willow' s playin' " tea for two" | |
| The sky was yellow and the sun was blue, | |
| Strangers stoppin' strangers just to shake their hand, | |
| Everybody' s playing in the heart of gold band, heart of gold band. |
| zuò qǔ : Jerry Garcia | |
| zuò cí : Robert Hunter | |
| As i was walkin' ' round grosvenor square | |
| Not a chill to the winter but a nip to the air, | |
| From the other direction, she was calling my eye, | |
| It could be an illusion, but i might as well try, might as well try. | |
| She had rings on her fingers and bells on her shoes. | |
| And i knew without askin' she was into the blues. | |
| She wore scarlet begonias tucked into her curls, | |
| I knew right away she was not like other girls, other girls. | |
| In the thick of the evening when the dealing got rough, | |
| She was too pat to open and too cool to bluff. | |
| As i picked up my matches and was closing the door, | |
| I had one of those flashes i' d been there before, been there before. | |
| Well, i ain' t always right but i' ve never been wrong. | |
| Seldom turns out the way it does in a song. | |
| Once in a while you get shown the light | |
| In the strangest of places if you look at it right. | |
| Well there ain' t nothing wrong with the way she moves, | |
| Scarlet begonias or a touch of the blues. | |
| And there' s nothing wrong with the look that' s in her eyes, | |
| Wind in the willow' s playin' " tea for two" | |
| The sky was yellow and the sun was blue, | |
| Strangers stoppin' strangers just to shake their hand, | |
| Everybody' s playing in the heart of gold band, heart of gold band. |