The Wino And I Know

	作词 : Buffett
	Lyrics：Jimmy Buffett Music：Jimmy Buffett
	The ice cream man he's a hillbilly fan,
	He's got seventy-eights by Hank Snow;
	Walks down the street, shufflin' his feet,
	To the rhythm that only he knows.
	And I've seen him in so many places,
	I saw him the night I was born;
	In a Bourbon Street bar I received my first scar
	From an old man so tattered and torn.
	And the Wino and I know the pains of street singin'
	Like the door-to-door salesman knows
	the pains of bell ringin'
	It's a strange situation,
	a wild occupation,
	Living my life like a song.
	Well the coffee is strong
	at the Cafe Du Monde,
	And the donuts are too hot to touch;
	But just like a fool, when those
	sweet goodies cool, I ate 'til I ate way too much.
	Cause I'm livin' on things that excite me,
	Be they pastries or lobsters or love;
	I'm just tryin' to get by being quiet and shy,
	In a world full of pushin' and shove.
	And the Wino and I know the pains of backbustin',
	Like the farmer knows the pain of his pick-up
	truck rustin'.
	It's a strange situation, a wild occupation,
	Living my life like a song.
	Sweet Senorita, Won't you please come with me?
	Back to the island, honey, back to the sea;
	Back to the only place that I want to be.
	And the Wino and I know the joys of the ocean,
	Like a boy knows the joys of his milkshake
	in motion.
	It's a strange situation, a wild occupation,
	Living my life like a song.

	zuò cí : Buffett
	Lyrics: Jimmy Buffett Music: Jimmy Buffett
	The ice cream man he' s a hillbilly fan,
	He' s got seventyeights by Hank Snow
	Walks down the street, shufflin' his feet,
	To the rhythm that only he knows.
	And I' ve seen him in so many places,
	I saw him the night I was born
	In a Bourbon Street bar I received my first scar
	From an old man so tattered and torn.
	And the Wino and I know the pains of street singin'
	Like the doortodoor salesman knows
	the pains of bell ringin'
	It' s a strange situation,
	a wild occupation,
	Living my life like a song.
	Well the coffee is strong
	at the Cafe Du Monde,
	And the donuts are too hot to touch
	But just like a fool, when those
	sweet goodies cool, I ate ' til I ate way too much.
	Cause I' m livin' on things that excite me,
	Be they pastries or lobsters or love
	I' m just tryin' to get by being quiet and shy,
	In a world full of pushin' and shove.
	And the Wino and I know the pains of backbustin',
	Like the farmer knows the pain of his pickup
	truck rustin'.
	It' s a strange situation, a wild occupation,
	Living my life like a song.
	Sweet Senorita, Won' t you please come with me?
	Back to the island, honey, back to the sea
	Back to the only place that I want to be.
	And the Wino and I know the joys of the ocean,
	Like a boy knows the joys of his milkshake
	in motion.
	It' s a strange situation, a wild occupation,
	Living my life like a song.