Song | God's Own Drunk |
Artist | Jimmy Buffett |
Album | Living And Dying In 3 / 4 Time |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Lord Buckley | |
Lyrics:Lord Buckley Music:Lord Buckley | |
Well, like to explain to you all before, | |
I ain't no drinkin' man | |
I tried it once and it got me highly irregular | |
And I swore I'd never do it again | |
I promised my brother in-law that I'd go up watch his still | |
While he went in to town to vote | |
It was right up on the mountain | |
where the map said it would be | |
Friends let me tell you one thing, | |
tho it wasn't no ordinary still | |
It stood up on that mountainside | |
like a hugh golden opal | |
God's yeller moon shinin' on the cool clear evenin' | |
God's little lanterns twinklin' on and off in the heavens | |
Like I explain'd to you once before I ain't no drinkin' man | |
But temptation got the best of me | |
And I took a slash | |
That yella whiskey runnin' down my throat | |
like honey dew vine water | |
And I took another slash, | |
Took another'n an another'n an another'n | |
For you knew I'd downed one whole jug of that shit | |
and commenced to gettin' hot flashes | |
Goose pimples was runnin' up and down my body | |
And a feelin' came over me | |
like somethin' I'd never experienced before | |
It was like, like I was in love | |
In love for the first time, with anything that moved | |
Animate, inanimate it didn't matter | |
It's like there's a great neon sign flashin' on an' off | |
in my brain sayin' 'Jimmy Buffett there's a great day a comin'' | |
`Cause I was drunk | |
I wasn't knee crawlin', slip slidin', Reggie Youngin' | |
Commode huggin' drunk | |
I was God's own drunk and a fearless man | |
And that's when I first saw the bear | |
He was a Kodiak lookin' fella `bout nineteen feet tall | |
He rambled up over the hill | |
expectin' me to do one of two things, | |
Flip or fly, I didn't do either one | |
It hung him up | |
He started sniffin' around my body tryin' to smell fear | |
But he ain't gonna smell no fear `cause | |
I'm God's own drunk and a fearless man | |
It hung him up | |
He looked right in my eyes, and my eyes | |
was a lot redder than his was | |
It hung him up | |
So I approached him, I said 'Mr. Bear, I love | |
every hair on your twenty-seven acre body | |
I know you got a lot of friends over there | |
on the other side of the hill | |
There's ole' rare bear, tall bear, Freddy bear, Kelly bear | |
Really bear, smelly the bear, smokey the bear, | |
pokey the bear | |
I want you to go back over there tonight | |
And tell them I'm feelin' right | |
You tell them I love each and everyone of them | |
like a brother and a sister | |
But if they give me any trouble tonight | |
I'm gonna run every God damn one of them off the hill' | |
He took two steps backwards and didn't know what to think | |
Neither did I but bein' charitable and cautious | |
Well hell I approached him again | |
I said 'Mr. Bear, You know in the eyes of the Lord | |
we're both beasts when it comes right down to it | |
So I want you to be my buddy, Buddy bear' | |
So I took ole' buddy bear by his island size paw | |
and I led him over to the still | |
He's a sniffin' around that thing cause | |
he's smellin' somethin' good | |
I gave him one of them jugs of honey dew vine water | |
He downed it up right | |
Looked like one of them damn bears in the circus | |
Sippin' sasparilly in the moonlight | |
I gave him another'n an another'n an another'n | |
For I knew it he downed eight of them | |
and commenced to doin' the bear dance | |
Two snips, a snort, a fly turn, and a grunt | |
It was so simple like the jitter bug | |
It plum evaded me | |
We worked ourselves into a tumultuous uproar | |
And I was awful tired and went over to the hillside | |
and I laid down and went to sleep | |
Slept for four hours and dreampt me some tremulous dreams | |
When I woke up, there was God's yeller moon | |
shinin' on the clear cool evenin' | |
God's little lanterns twinklin' on and off | |
in the heavens | |
My buddy the bear was a missin' | |
Want to know something else friends and neighbors | |
So was that still |
zuo ci : Lord Buckley | |
Lyrics: Lord Buckley Music: Lord Buckley | |
Well, like to explain to you all before, | |
I ain' t no drinkin' man | |
I tried it once and it got me highly irregular | |
And I swore I' d never do it again | |
I promised my brother inlaw that I' d go up watch his still | |
While he went in to town to vote | |
It was right up on the mountain | |
where the map said it would be | |
Friends let me tell you one thing, | |
tho it wasn' t no ordinary still | |
It stood up on that mountainside | |
like a hugh golden opal | |
God' s yeller moon shinin' on the cool clear evenin' | |
God' s little lanterns twinklin' on and off in the heavens | |
Like I explain' d to you once before I ain' t no drinkin' man | |
But temptation got the best of me | |
And I took a slash | |
That yella whiskey runnin' down my throat | |
like honey dew vine water | |
And I took another slash, | |
Took another' n an another' n an another' n | |
For you knew I' d downed one whole jug of that shit | |
and commenced to gettin' hot flashes | |
Goose pimples was runnin' up and down my body | |
And a feelin' came over me | |
like somethin' I' d never experienced before | |
It was like, like I was in love | |
In love for the first time, with anything that moved | |
Animate, inanimate it didn' t matter | |
It' s like there' s a great neon sign flashin' on an' off | |
in my brain sayin' ' Jimmy Buffett there' s a great day a comin'' | |
Cause I was drunk | |
I wasn' t knee crawlin', slip slidin', Reggie Youngin' | |
Commode huggin' drunk | |
I was God' s own drunk and a fearless man | |
And that' s when I first saw the bear | |
He was a Kodiak lookin' fella bout nineteen feet tall | |
He rambled up over the hill | |
expectin' me to do one of two things, | |
Flip or fly, I didn' t do either one | |
It hung him up | |
He started sniffin' around my body tryin' to smell fear | |
But he ain' t gonna smell no fear cause | |
I' m God' s own drunk and a fearless man | |
It hung him up | |
He looked right in my eyes, and my eyes | |
was a lot redder than his was | |
It hung him up | |
So I approached him, I said ' Mr. Bear, I love | |
every hair on your twentyseven acre body | |
I know you got a lot of friends over there | |
on the other side of the hill | |
There' s ole' rare bear, tall bear, Freddy bear, Kelly bear | |
Really bear, smelly the bear, smokey the bear, | |
pokey the bear | |
I want you to go back over there tonight | |
And tell them I' m feelin' right | |
You tell them I love each and everyone of them | |
like a brother and a sister | |
But if they give me any trouble tonight | |
I' m gonna run every God damn one of them off the hill' | |
He took two steps backwards and didn' t know what to think | |
Neither did I but bein' charitable and cautious | |
Well hell I approached him again | |
I said ' Mr. Bear, You know in the eyes of the Lord | |
we' re both beasts when it comes right down to it | |
So I want you to be my buddy, Buddy bear' | |
So I took ole' buddy bear by his island size paw | |
and I led him over to the still | |
He' s a sniffin' around that thing cause | |
he' s smellin' somethin' good | |
I gave him one of them jugs of honey dew vine water | |
He downed it up right | |
Looked like one of them damn bears in the circus | |
Sippin' sasparilly in the moonlight | |
I gave him another' n an another' n an another' n | |
For I knew it he downed eight of them | |
and commenced to doin' the bear dance | |
Two snips, a snort, a fly turn, and a grunt | |
It was so simple like the jitter bug | |
It plum evaded me | |
We worked ourselves into a tumultuous uproar | |
And I was awful tired and went over to the hillside | |
and I laid down and went to sleep | |
Slept for four hours and dreampt me some tremulous dreams | |
When I woke up, there was God' s yeller moon | |
shinin' on the clear cool evenin' | |
God' s little lanterns twinklin' on and off | |
in the heavens | |
My buddy the bear was a missin' | |
Want to know something else friends and neighbors | |
So was that still |
zuò cí : Lord Buckley | |
Lyrics: Lord Buckley Music: Lord Buckley | |
Well, like to explain to you all before, | |
I ain' t no drinkin' man | |
I tried it once and it got me highly irregular | |
And I swore I' d never do it again | |
I promised my brother inlaw that I' d go up watch his still | |
While he went in to town to vote | |
It was right up on the mountain | |
where the map said it would be | |
Friends let me tell you one thing, | |
tho it wasn' t no ordinary still | |
It stood up on that mountainside | |
like a hugh golden opal | |
God' s yeller moon shinin' on the cool clear evenin' | |
God' s little lanterns twinklin' on and off in the heavens | |
Like I explain' d to you once before I ain' t no drinkin' man | |
But temptation got the best of me | |
And I took a slash | |
That yella whiskey runnin' down my throat | |
like honey dew vine water | |
And I took another slash, | |
Took another' n an another' n an another' n | |
For you knew I' d downed one whole jug of that shit | |
and commenced to gettin' hot flashes | |
Goose pimples was runnin' up and down my body | |
And a feelin' came over me | |
like somethin' I' d never experienced before | |
It was like, like I was in love | |
In love for the first time, with anything that moved | |
Animate, inanimate it didn' t matter | |
It' s like there' s a great neon sign flashin' on an' off | |
in my brain sayin' ' Jimmy Buffett there' s a great day a comin'' | |
Cause I was drunk | |
I wasn' t knee crawlin', slip slidin', Reggie Youngin' | |
Commode huggin' drunk | |
I was God' s own drunk and a fearless man | |
And that' s when I first saw the bear | |
He was a Kodiak lookin' fella bout nineteen feet tall | |
He rambled up over the hill | |
expectin' me to do one of two things, | |
Flip or fly, I didn' t do either one | |
It hung him up | |
He started sniffin' around my body tryin' to smell fear | |
But he ain' t gonna smell no fear cause | |
I' m God' s own drunk and a fearless man | |
It hung him up | |
He looked right in my eyes, and my eyes | |
was a lot redder than his was | |
It hung him up | |
So I approached him, I said ' Mr. Bear, I love | |
every hair on your twentyseven acre body | |
I know you got a lot of friends over there | |
on the other side of the hill | |
There' s ole' rare bear, tall bear, Freddy bear, Kelly bear | |
Really bear, smelly the bear, smokey the bear, | |
pokey the bear | |
I want you to go back over there tonight | |
And tell them I' m feelin' right | |
You tell them I love each and everyone of them | |
like a brother and a sister | |
But if they give me any trouble tonight | |
I' m gonna run every God damn one of them off the hill' | |
He took two steps backwards and didn' t know what to think | |
Neither did I but bein' charitable and cautious | |
Well hell I approached him again | |
I said ' Mr. Bear, You know in the eyes of the Lord | |
we' re both beasts when it comes right down to it | |
So I want you to be my buddy, Buddy bear' | |
So I took ole' buddy bear by his island size paw | |
and I led him over to the still | |
He' s a sniffin' around that thing cause | |
he' s smellin' somethin' good | |
I gave him one of them jugs of honey dew vine water | |
He downed it up right | |
Looked like one of them damn bears in the circus | |
Sippin' sasparilly in the moonlight | |
I gave him another' n an another' n an another' n | |
For I knew it he downed eight of them | |
and commenced to doin' the bear dance | |
Two snips, a snort, a fly turn, and a grunt | |
It was so simple like the jitter bug | |
It plum evaded me | |
We worked ourselves into a tumultuous uproar | |
And I was awful tired and went over to the hillside | |
and I laid down and went to sleep | |
Slept for four hours and dreampt me some tremulous dreams | |
When I woke up, there was God' s yeller moon | |
shinin' on the clear cool evenin' | |
God' s little lanterns twinklin' on and off | |
in the heavens | |
My buddy the bear was a missin' | |
Want to know something else friends and neighbors | |
So was that still |