Song | An American Draft Dodger In Thunder Bay |
Artist | Sam Roberts |
Album | Chemical City |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Roberts | |
He was born in a small town | |
And he was given every reason to stay | |
Hallelujah, | |
Mississippi | |
Postcard living no sign of decay | |
Till Vietnam moved next door | |
Then Hallelujah was off to war | |
In the dream he couldn't finish the deed | |
He didn't smoke any weed so why leave? | |
Going where | |
I can't be found | |
And I won't be coming 'round | |
His father, | |
Tom, said, "You better sign onYou'd better take up your gun and fightI got nothing against them Viet CongWhat did they do so wrong and why am I right?" | |
He's on his way to | |
Thunder Bay | |
Crossed the border late at night | |
And it was high stakes till he saw the | |
Great Lakes | |
And he felt the cold wind bite | |
Going where | |
I can't be found | |
And I won't be coming 'round | |
No, I'm an | |
American on the | |
Canadian shield | |
And I'm putting down roots in your frozen fields | |
It gets cold but you feel so good | |
To be a stranger in town and you're understood | |
Missing his home | |
He would wake up in a cold sweat | |
And pick up the phone and hope | |
That Tom found a way to forget | |
He's been teaching at the high school, learning the game | |
In Thunder | |
Bay we're all the same | |
He's one of us, he has our trust | |
But there's no going back once the line is crossed | |
I'm an American on the | |
Canadian shield | |
And I'm putting down roots in your frozen fields | |
It gets cold but you feel so good | |
To be a stranger in town and you're understood | |
You can't ask what you're asking me to do | |
And I hope you understand when | |
I refuseI'm going | |
North with my point of view | |
And I'm never gonna think the same as you | |
And I'm where | |
I can't be found | |
And I won't be coming 'round | |
No, I'm an | |
American on the | |
Canadian shield | |
And I'm putting down roots in your frozen fields | |
It gets cold but you feel so good to be a stranger in town | |
And you're understood |
zuo qu : Roberts | |
He was born in a small town | |
And he was given every reason to stay | |
Hallelujah, | |
Mississippi | |
Postcard living no sign of decay | |
Till Vietnam moved next door | |
Then Hallelujah was off to war | |
In the dream he couldn' t finish the deed | |
He didn' t smoke any weed so why leave? | |
Going where | |
I can' t be found | |
And I won' t be coming ' round | |
His father, | |
Tom, said, " You better sign onYou' d better take up your gun and fightI got nothing against them Viet CongWhat did they do so wrong and why am I right?" | |
He' s on his way to | |
Thunder Bay | |
Crossed the border late at night | |
And it was high stakes till he saw the | |
Great Lakes | |
And he felt the cold wind bite | |
Going where | |
I can' t be found | |
And I won' t be coming ' round | |
No, I' m an | |
American on the | |
Canadian shield | |
And I' m putting down roots in your frozen fields | |
It gets cold but you feel so good | |
To be a stranger in town and you' re understood | |
Missing his home | |
He would wake up in a cold sweat | |
And pick up the phone and hope | |
That Tom found a way to forget | |
He' s been teaching at the high school, learning the game | |
In Thunder | |
Bay we' re all the same | |
He' s one of us, he has our trust | |
But there' s no going back once the line is crossed | |
I' m an American on the | |
Canadian shield | |
And I' m putting down roots in your frozen fields | |
It gets cold but you feel so good | |
To be a stranger in town and you' re understood | |
You can' t ask what you' re asking me to do | |
And I hope you understand when | |
I refuseI' m going | |
North with my point of view | |
And I' m never gonna think the same as you | |
And I' m where | |
I can' t be found | |
And I won' t be coming ' round | |
No, I' m an | |
American on the | |
Canadian shield | |
And I' m putting down roots in your frozen fields | |
It gets cold but you feel so good to be a stranger in town | |
And you' re understood |
zuò qǔ : Roberts | |
He was born in a small town | |
And he was given every reason to stay | |
Hallelujah, | |
Mississippi | |
Postcard living no sign of decay | |
Till Vietnam moved next door | |
Then Hallelujah was off to war | |
In the dream he couldn' t finish the deed | |
He didn' t smoke any weed so why leave? | |
Going where | |
I can' t be found | |
And I won' t be coming ' round | |
His father, | |
Tom, said, " You better sign onYou' d better take up your gun and fightI got nothing against them Viet CongWhat did they do so wrong and why am I right?" | |
He' s on his way to | |
Thunder Bay | |
Crossed the border late at night | |
And it was high stakes till he saw the | |
Great Lakes | |
And he felt the cold wind bite | |
Going where | |
I can' t be found | |
And I won' t be coming ' round | |
No, I' m an | |
American on the | |
Canadian shield | |
And I' m putting down roots in your frozen fields | |
It gets cold but you feel so good | |
To be a stranger in town and you' re understood | |
Missing his home | |
He would wake up in a cold sweat | |
And pick up the phone and hope | |
That Tom found a way to forget | |
He' s been teaching at the high school, learning the game | |
In Thunder | |
Bay we' re all the same | |
He' s one of us, he has our trust | |
But there' s no going back once the line is crossed | |
I' m an American on the | |
Canadian shield | |
And I' m putting down roots in your frozen fields | |
It gets cold but you feel so good | |
To be a stranger in town and you' re understood | |
You can' t ask what you' re asking me to do | |
And I hope you understand when | |
I refuseI' m going | |
North with my point of view | |
And I' m never gonna think the same as you | |
And I' m where | |
I can' t be found | |
And I won' t be coming ' round | |
No, I' m an | |
American on the | |
Canadian shield | |
And I' m putting down roots in your frozen fields | |
It gets cold but you feel so good to be a stranger in town | |
And you' re understood |