Song | Just Like This Train |
Artist | Joni Mitchell |
Album | Travelogue |
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作词 : Mitchell | |
I'm always running behind the time | |
Just like this train | |
Shaking into town | |
With the brakes complaining | |
I used to count lovers like railroad cars | |
I counted them on my side | |
Lately I don't count on nothing | |
I just let things slide | |
The station master's shuffling cards | |
Boxcars are banging in the yards | |
Jealous lovin'll make you crazy | |
If you can't find your goodness' | |
Cause you lost your heart | |
I went looking for a cause | |
Or a strong cat without claws | |
Or any reason to resume | |
And I found this empty seat | |
In this crowded waiting room | |
Everybody waiting | |
Old man sleeping on his bags | |
Women with that teased up kind of hair | |
Kids with the jitters in their legs | |
And those wide, wide open stares | |
And the kids got cokes and chocolate bars | |
There's a thin man smoking a fat cigar | |
Jealous lovin'll make you crazy | |
If you can't find your goodness' | |
Cause you've lost your heart | |
What are you going to do now? | |
You've got no one to give your love too | |
Well, I've got this birth and this roll down blind | |
I've got this fold up sink | |
And these rocks and these cactus going by | |
And a bottle of | |
German wine to drink | |
Settle down into the clickety clack | |
With the clouds and the stars to read | |
Dreaming of the pleasure | |
I'm going to have | |
Watching your hairline recede my vain darling | |
Watching your hair and clouds and stars | |
I'm rocking away in a sleeping car | |
This jealous lovin's bound to make me crazy | |
I can't find my goodness, | |
I lost my heart | |
Oh sour grapes because | |
I lost my heart |
zuo ci : Mitchell | |
I' m always running behind the time | |
Just like this train | |
Shaking into town | |
With the brakes complaining | |
I used to count lovers like railroad cars | |
I counted them on my side | |
Lately I don' t count on nothing | |
I just let things slide | |
The station master' s shuffling cards | |
Boxcars are banging in the yards | |
Jealous lovin' ll make you crazy | |
If you can' t find your goodness' | |
Cause you lost your heart | |
I went looking for a cause | |
Or a strong cat without claws | |
Or any reason to resume | |
And I found this empty seat | |
In this crowded waiting room | |
Everybody waiting | |
Old man sleeping on his bags | |
Women with that teased up kind of hair | |
Kids with the jitters in their legs | |
And those wide, wide open stares | |
And the kids got cokes and chocolate bars | |
There' s a thin man smoking a fat cigar | |
Jealous lovin' ll make you crazy | |
If you can' t find your goodness' | |
Cause you' ve lost your heart | |
What are you going to do now? | |
You' ve got no one to give your love too | |
Well, I' ve got this birth and this roll down blind | |
I' ve got this fold up sink | |
And these rocks and these cactus going by | |
And a bottle of | |
German wine to drink | |
Settle down into the clickety clack | |
With the clouds and the stars to read | |
Dreaming of the pleasure | |
I' m going to have | |
Watching your hairline recede my vain darling | |
Watching your hair and clouds and stars | |
I' m rocking away in a sleeping car | |
This jealous lovin' s bound to make me crazy | |
I can' t find my goodness, | |
I lost my heart | |
Oh sour grapes because | |
I lost my heart |
zuò cí : Mitchell | |
I' m always running behind the time | |
Just like this train | |
Shaking into town | |
With the brakes complaining | |
I used to count lovers like railroad cars | |
I counted them on my side | |
Lately I don' t count on nothing | |
I just let things slide | |
The station master' s shuffling cards | |
Boxcars are banging in the yards | |
Jealous lovin' ll make you crazy | |
If you can' t find your goodness' | |
Cause you lost your heart | |
I went looking for a cause | |
Or a strong cat without claws | |
Or any reason to resume | |
And I found this empty seat | |
In this crowded waiting room | |
Everybody waiting | |
Old man sleeping on his bags | |
Women with that teased up kind of hair | |
Kids with the jitters in their legs | |
And those wide, wide open stares | |
And the kids got cokes and chocolate bars | |
There' s a thin man smoking a fat cigar | |
Jealous lovin' ll make you crazy | |
If you can' t find your goodness' | |
Cause you' ve lost your heart | |
What are you going to do now? | |
You' ve got no one to give your love too | |
Well, I' ve got this birth and this roll down blind | |
I' ve got this fold up sink | |
And these rocks and these cactus going by | |
And a bottle of | |
German wine to drink | |
Settle down into the clickety clack | |
With the clouds and the stars to read | |
Dreaming of the pleasure | |
I' m going to have | |
Watching your hairline recede my vain darling | |
Watching your hair and clouds and stars | |
I' m rocking away in a sleeping car | |
This jealous lovin' s bound to make me crazy | |
I can' t find my goodness, | |
I lost my heart | |
Oh sour grapes because | |
I lost my heart |