Song | Roan Pony |
Artist | Paul Williams |
Album | Someday Man |
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 |
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 |