| Song | My Favorite Changes (Album Version) |
| Artist | Stephen Stills |
| Album | Stills |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Stills | |
| This is my favorite set of changes | |
| Already good for a couple of songs | |
| Thought I might play them one more time | |
| And over again | |
| Makes me go back to the trouble | |
| I got into | |
| Tryin' to live up to what they said | |
| I lucked into | |
| At twenty-five | |
| And this part reminds me of my lady | |
| She loves me she's waitin' at home | |
| And the baby she's makin' | |
| I tell you it's frightenin' | |
| How she trusts me so | |
| And all of the sad times the bitter taste | |
| Left by the struggle to grow | |
| Must my baby know the blues | |
| So if you're still listenin' | |
| I hope you'll remember | |
| The kid with the big white guitar | |
| And all the sad stories to tell | |
| I think it's high time | |
| I went home she'll be worryin' | |
| And missin' me so | |
| How long can | |
| I let it drive | |
| Me crazy this music won't | |
| Let me go | |
| But here I stand tryin' so hard to find | |
| One more clever line | |
| For this song of mine | |
| But I can't seem to find | |
| Anything that will rhyme | |
| With my favorite changes |
| zuo ci : Stills | |
| This is my favorite set of changes | |
| Already good for a couple of songs | |
| Thought I might play them one more time | |
| And over again | |
| Makes me go back to the trouble | |
| I got into | |
| Tryin' to live up to what they said | |
| I lucked into | |
| At twentyfive | |
| And this part reminds me of my lady | |
| She loves me she' s waitin' at home | |
| And the baby she' s makin' | |
| I tell you it' s frightenin' | |
| How she trusts me so | |
| And all of the sad times the bitter taste | |
| Left by the struggle to grow | |
| Must my baby know the blues | |
| So if you' re still listenin' | |
| I hope you' ll remember | |
| The kid with the big white guitar | |
| And all the sad stories to tell | |
| I think it' s high time | |
| I went home she' ll be worryin' | |
| And missin' me so | |
| How long can | |
| I let it drive | |
| Me crazy this music won' t | |
| Let me go | |
| But here I stand tryin' so hard to find | |
| One more clever line | |
| For this song of mine | |
| But I can' t seem to find | |
| Anything that will rhyme | |
| With my favorite changes |
| zuò cí : Stills | |
| This is my favorite set of changes | |
| Already good for a couple of songs | |
| Thought I might play them one more time | |
| And over again | |
| Makes me go back to the trouble | |
| I got into | |
| Tryin' to live up to what they said | |
| I lucked into | |
| At twentyfive | |
| And this part reminds me of my lady | |
| She loves me she' s waitin' at home | |
| And the baby she' s makin' | |
| I tell you it' s frightenin' | |
| How she trusts me so | |
| And all of the sad times the bitter taste | |
| Left by the struggle to grow | |
| Must my baby know the blues | |
| So if you' re still listenin' | |
| I hope you' ll remember | |
| The kid with the big white guitar | |
| And all the sad stories to tell | |
| I think it' s high time | |
| I went home she' ll be worryin' | |
| And missin' me so | |
| How long can | |
| I let it drive | |
| Me crazy this music won' t | |
| Let me go | |
| But here I stand tryin' so hard to find | |
| One more clever line | |
| For this song of mine | |
| But I can' t seem to find | |
| Anything that will rhyme | |
| With my favorite changes |