| Song | Roan Pony |
| Artist | Paul Williams |
| Album | Someday Man |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Paul Hamilton Williams/Roger Nichols | |
| 作曲 : Paul Hamilton Williams/Roger Nichols | |
| When my world becomes too much for me | |
| And I've had my fill of its schemes | |
| I reach back into its history | |
| And I recall my childhood dreams | |
| With my love for how things used to be | |
| And a once imagined friend | |
| I will find a time that's right for me | |
| Try to find a better end by dreaming | |
| I'll ride away on my roan pony | |
| Shoshone Indian guide by my side | |
| We'll chart the course of a new river | |
| Give her a name then we're gone | |
| We've got to move on | |
| Down from the hills | |
| Across the plains to a golden shore | |
| Down, down from the hills | |
| To stand where no man has stood before | |
| Then my world comes screaming back to me | |
| And it's more than I can take | |
| I escape before it gets to me | |
| I must bend before I break | |
| So I run from what I've come to be | |
| To a time before my own | |
| 'Til my friend is standing next to me | |
| And I know I'm not alone, I'm dreaming | |
| I'll ride away on my roan pony | |
| Shoshone Indian guide by my side | |
| We'll chart the course of a new river | |
| Give her a name then we're gone | |
| We've got to move on | |
| Down from the hills | |
| Across the plains to a golden shore | |
| Down, down from the hills | |
| To stand where no man has stood before | |
| I'll ride away on my roan pony | |
| Shoshone Indian guide by my side | |
| We'll chart the course of a new river | |
| Give her a name then we're gone | |
| We've got to move on |
| zuo ci : Paul Hamilton Williams Roger Nichols | |
| zuo qu : Paul Hamilton Williams Roger Nichols | |
| When my world becomes too much for me | |
| And I' ve had my fill of its schemes | |
| I reach back into its history | |
| And I recall my childhood dreams | |
| With my love for how things used to be | |
| And a once imagined friend | |
| I will find a time that' s right for me | |
| Try to find a better end by dreaming | |
| I' ll ride away on my roan pony | |
| Shoshone Indian guide by my side | |
| We' ll chart the course of a new river | |
| Give her a name then we' re gone | |
| We' ve got to move on | |
| Down from the hills | |
| Across the plains to a golden shore | |
| Down, down from the hills | |
| To stand where no man has stood before | |
| Then my world comes screaming back to me | |
| And it' s more than I can take | |
| I escape before it gets to me | |
| I must bend before I break | |
| So I run from what I' ve come to be | |
| To a time before my own | |
| ' Til my friend is standing next to me | |
| And I know I' m not alone, I' m dreaming | |
| I' ll ride away on my roan pony | |
| Shoshone Indian guide by my side | |
| We' ll chart the course of a new river | |
| Give her a name then we' re gone | |
| We' ve got to move on | |
| Down from the hills | |
| Across the plains to a golden shore | |
| Down, down from the hills | |
| To stand where no man has stood before | |
| I' ll ride away on my roan pony | |
| Shoshone Indian guide by my side | |
| We' ll chart the course of a new river | |
| Give her a name then we' re gone | |
| We' ve got to move on |
| zuò cí : Paul Hamilton Williams Roger Nichols | |
| zuò qǔ : Paul Hamilton Williams Roger Nichols | |
| When my world becomes too much for me | |
| And I' ve had my fill of its schemes | |
| I reach back into its history | |
| And I recall my childhood dreams | |
| With my love for how things used to be | |
| And a once imagined friend | |
| I will find a time that' s right for me | |
| Try to find a better end by dreaming | |
| I' ll ride away on my roan pony | |
| Shoshone Indian guide by my side | |
| We' ll chart the course of a new river | |
| Give her a name then we' re gone | |
| We' ve got to move on | |
| Down from the hills | |
| Across the plains to a golden shore | |
| Down, down from the hills | |
| To stand where no man has stood before | |
| Then my world comes screaming back to me | |
| And it' s more than I can take | |
| I escape before it gets to me | |
| I must bend before I break | |
| So I run from what I' ve come to be | |
| To a time before my own | |
| ' Til my friend is standing next to me | |
| And I know I' m not alone, I' m dreaming | |
| I' ll ride away on my roan pony | |
| Shoshone Indian guide by my side | |
| We' ll chart the course of a new river | |
| Give her a name then we' re gone | |
| We' ve got to move on | |
| Down from the hills | |
| Across the plains to a golden shore | |
| Down, down from the hills | |
| To stand where no man has stood before | |
| I' ll ride away on my roan pony | |
| Shoshone Indian guide by my side | |
| We' ll chart the course of a new river | |
| Give her a name then we' re gone | |
| We' ve got to move on |