Song | Slow Turning |
Artist | John Hiatt |
Album | Slow Turning |
作词 : Hiatt | |
When i was a boy, | |
I thought it just came to ya' | |
But i never could tell what's mine | |
So it didn't matter anyway | |
My only pride and joy | |
Was this racket down here | |
Bangin' on an old guitar | |
And singin' what i had to say | |
I always thought our house was haunted | |
But nobody said boo to me | |
I never did get what i wanted | |
Now i get what i need | |
Chorus: | |
It's been a slow turnin' | |
From the inside out | |
A slow turnin' | |
But you come about | |
Slow learnin' | |
But you learn to sway | |
A slow turnin' baby | |
Not fade away | |
Now i'm in my car | |
I got the radio on | |
I'm yellin' at the kids in the back seat | |
'cause they're bangin' like charlie watts | |
You think you've come so far | |
In this one horse town | |
Then she's laughin' that crazy laugh | |
'cause you haven't left the parkin' lot | |
Time is short and here's the damn thing about it | |
You're gonna die, gonna die for sure | |
And you can learn to life with love or without it | |
But there ain't no cure | |
There's just a... | |
Chorus |
zuò cí : Hiatt | |
When i was a boy, | |
I thought it just came to ya' | |
But i never could tell what' s mine | |
So it didn' t matter anyway | |
My only pride and joy | |
Was this racket down here | |
Bangin' on an old guitar | |
And singin' what i had to say | |
I always thought our house was haunted | |
But nobody said boo to me | |
I never did get what i wanted | |
Now i get what i need | |
Chorus: | |
It' s been a slow turnin' | |
From the inside out | |
A slow turnin' | |
But you come about | |
Slow learnin' | |
But you learn to sway | |
A slow turnin' baby | |
Not fade away | |
Now i' m in my car | |
I got the radio on | |
I' m yellin' at the kids in the back seat | |
' cause they' re bangin' like charlie watts | |
You think you' ve come so far | |
In this one horse town | |
Then she' s laughin' that crazy laugh | |
' cause you haven' t left the parkin' lot | |
Time is short and here' s the damn thing about it | |
You' re gonna die, gonna die for sure | |
And you can learn to life with love or without it | |
But there ain' t no cure | |
There' s just a... | |
Chorus |