| Song | Cassidy [Live] |
| Artist | Grateful Dead |
| Album | Reckoning [Live] [Expanded] |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:00.00] | 作词 : Bob Weir/John Perry Barlow |
| [00:01.00] | 作曲 : Bob Weir/John Perry Barlow |
| [00:16.17] | I have seen where the wolf has slept by the silver stream. |
| [00:21.96] | I can tell by the mark he left you were in his dream. |
| [00:28.44] | Ah child of countless trees, ah child of boundless seas. |
| [00:40.05] | What are you, what are you meant to be? |
| [00:46.17] | Speaks his name for you were born to me, |
| [00:49.80] | Born to me, cassidy. |
| [00:58.35] | Lost now on the country miles in his cadillac. |
| [01:04.50] | I can tell by the way you smile he is rolling back. |
| [01:11.70] | Come wash the nighttime clean, come grow the scorched ground green. |
| [01:23.04] | Blow the horn, tap the tambourine. |
| [01:28.95] | Close the gap on the dark years in between. |
| [01:31.53] | You and me, cassidy. |
| [01:38.19] | Quick beats in an icy heart, catch colt draws a coffin cart, |
| [01:44.37] | There he goes and now here she starts, hear her cry. |
| [01:54.33] | Flight of the seabirds, |
| [01:54.78] | Scattered like lost words, |
| [01:57.72] | Wheel to the storm and fly. |
| [01:59.52] | Fare thee well now, let your life proceed by it's own design. |
| [02:59.67] | Nothing to tell now, let the words be your's, i'm done with mine. |
| [03:05.76] | Fare thee well now, let your life proceed by it's own design. |
| [03:11.79] | Nothing to tell now, let the words be your's, i'm done with mine. |
| [00:00.00] | zuo ci : Bob Weir John Perry Barlow |
| [00:01.00] | zuo qu : Bob Weir John Perry Barlow |
| [00:16.17] | I have seen where the wolf has slept by the silver stream. |
| [00:21.96] | I can tell by the mark he left you were in his dream. |
| [00:28.44] | Ah child of countless trees, ah child of boundless seas. |
| [00:40.05] | What are you, what are you meant to be? |
| [00:46.17] | Speaks his name for you were born to me, |
| [00:49.80] | Born to me, cassidy. |
| [00:58.35] | Lost now on the country miles in his cadillac. |
| [01:04.50] | I can tell by the way you smile he is rolling back. |
| [01:11.70] | Come wash the nighttime clean, come grow the scorched ground green. |
| [01:23.04] | Blow the horn, tap the tambourine. |
| [01:28.95] | Close the gap on the dark years in between. |
| [01:31.53] | You and me, cassidy. |
| [01:38.19] | Quick beats in an icy heart, catch colt draws a coffin cart, |
| [01:44.37] | There he goes and now here she starts, hear her cry. |
| [01:54.33] | Flight of the seabirds, |
| [01:54.78] | Scattered like lost words, |
| [01:57.72] | Wheel to the storm and fly. |
| [01:59.52] | Fare thee well now, let your life proceed by it' s own design. |
| [02:59.67] | Nothing to tell now, let the words be your' s, i' m done with mine. |
| [03:05.76] | Fare thee well now, let your life proceed by it' s own design. |
| [03:11.79] | Nothing to tell now, let the words be your' s, i' m done with mine. |
| [00:00.00] | zuò cí : Bob Weir John Perry Barlow |
| [00:01.00] | zuò qǔ : Bob Weir John Perry Barlow |
| [00:16.17] | I have seen where the wolf has slept by the silver stream. |
| [00:21.96] | I can tell by the mark he left you were in his dream. |
| [00:28.44] | Ah child of countless trees, ah child of boundless seas. |
| [00:40.05] | What are you, what are you meant to be? |
| [00:46.17] | Speaks his name for you were born to me, |
| [00:49.80] | Born to me, cassidy. |
| [00:58.35] | Lost now on the country miles in his cadillac. |
| [01:04.50] | I can tell by the way you smile he is rolling back. |
| [01:11.70] | Come wash the nighttime clean, come grow the scorched ground green. |
| [01:23.04] | Blow the horn, tap the tambourine. |
| [01:28.95] | Close the gap on the dark years in between. |
| [01:31.53] | You and me, cassidy. |
| [01:38.19] | Quick beats in an icy heart, catch colt draws a coffin cart, |
| [01:44.37] | There he goes and now here she starts, hear her cry. |
| [01:54.33] | Flight of the seabirds, |
| [01:54.78] | Scattered like lost words, |
| [01:57.72] | Wheel to the storm and fly. |
| [01:59.52] | Fare thee well now, let your life proceed by it' s own design. |
| [02:59.67] | Nothing to tell now, let the words be your' s, i' m done with mine. |
| [03:05.76] | Fare thee well now, let your life proceed by it' s own design. |
| [03:11.79] | Nothing to tell now, let the words be your' s, i' m done with mine. |