Song | Twin Rocks, Oregon |
Artist | Shawn Mullins |
Album | Soul's Core |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Mullins | |
I met him on the cliffs | |
Of twin rocks, oregon | |
He was sittin on his bedroll | |
Lookin just like richard brautigan | |
I thought he was an old man, | |
He wasn't but 37 | |
He said he'd been ridin trains | |
For 15 years | |
Drawin portraits | |
To keep his belly full of beer | |
And it looked to me like he'd died | |
And missed the plane to heaven | |
But he was a nice old guy | |
For a younger man | |
He had a bottle of mad dog | |
He held in his hand | |
That he waved around a lot | |
To make his point | |
And i listened as he told his tales | |
Of wine and women and county jails | |
And we finished off that bottle | |
And smoked a half a joint | |
He said "i came here to watch the sun | |
Disappear into the ocean | |
It's been years | |
Since i smelled this salty sea" | |
He turned his bottle up and down | |
And i saw him lost | |
And i saw him found | |
He sadi "i don't know what i've been | |
Lookin for, maybe me..." | |
Well, i told him i too had been | |
Travelin around | |
Livin out of my van from town to town | |
Playin for tips and whatever records | |
I could move | |
I said "i don't reckon i'll be | |
Makin it big, | |
You know it's hard to get rich | |
Off a tout of coffee house gigs" | |
And he said "yeah, but ain't it a blessin | |
To do what you wanna do..." | |
And i told him "yeah, i pulled off here | |
To watch the sun disappear | |
Into the ocean | |
'cause it's been years | |
Since i smelled this salty sea" | |
And he turned his bottle up and down | |
He saw me lost and he saw me found | |
And i said "i don't know what i've | |
Been lookin for, maybe me" | |
I said "it's kind of late | |
Better be heading down the interstate | |
Can i give you a lift | |
To san francisco bay?" | |
He said "nope, i think i'm just | |
Going to sit here and rest | |
And maybe wait on the | |
Tokyo-montana express | |
I might just lay here | |
And dream my life away | |
I'm going to sit right here, | |
I'm going to watch the sun | |
Disappear into the ocean | |
'cause it's been years, it's been years | |
I'm gonna turn my bottle up and down | |
You can see my lost | |
And you can see my found" | |
I met him on the cliffs | |
Of twin rocks, oregon | |
He was sitting on his bedroll looking | |
Just like richard brautigan | |
Just like him |
zuo qu : Mullins | |
I met him on the cliffs | |
Of twin rocks, oregon | |
He was sittin on his bedroll | |
Lookin just like richard brautigan | |
I thought he was an old man, | |
He wasn' t but 37 | |
He said he' d been ridin trains | |
For 15 years | |
Drawin portraits | |
To keep his belly full of beer | |
And it looked to me like he' d died | |
And missed the plane to heaven | |
But he was a nice old guy | |
For a younger man | |
He had a bottle of mad dog | |
He held in his hand | |
That he waved around a lot | |
To make his point | |
And i listened as he told his tales | |
Of wine and women and county jails | |
And we finished off that bottle | |
And smoked a half a joint | |
He said " i came here to watch the sun | |
Disappear into the ocean | |
It' s been years | |
Since i smelled this salty sea" | |
He turned his bottle up and down | |
And i saw him lost | |
And i saw him found | |
He sadi " i don' t know what i' ve been | |
Lookin for, maybe me..." | |
Well, i told him i too had been | |
Travelin around | |
Livin out of my van from town to town | |
Playin for tips and whatever records | |
I could move | |
I said " i don' t reckon i' ll be | |
Makin it big, | |
You know it' s hard to get rich | |
Off a tout of coffee house gigs" | |
And he said " yeah, but ain' t it a blessin | |
To do what you wanna do..." | |
And i told him " yeah, i pulled off here | |
To watch the sun disappear | |
Into the ocean | |
' cause it' s been years | |
Since i smelled this salty sea" | |
And he turned his bottle up and down | |
He saw me lost and he saw me found | |
And i said " i don' t know what i' ve | |
Been lookin for, maybe me" | |
I said " it' s kind of late | |
Better be heading down the interstate | |
Can i give you a lift | |
To san francisco bay?" | |
He said " nope, i think i' m just | |
Going to sit here and rest | |
And maybe wait on the | |
Tokyomontana express | |
I might just lay here | |
And dream my life away | |
I' m going to sit right here, | |
I' m going to watch the sun | |
Disappear into the ocean | |
' cause it' s been years, it' s been years | |
I' m gonna turn my bottle up and down | |
You can see my lost | |
And you can see my found" | |
I met him on the cliffs | |
Of twin rocks, oregon | |
He was sitting on his bedroll looking | |
Just like richard brautigan | |
Just like him |
zuò qǔ : Mullins | |
I met him on the cliffs | |
Of twin rocks, oregon | |
He was sittin on his bedroll | |
Lookin just like richard brautigan | |
I thought he was an old man, | |
He wasn' t but 37 | |
He said he' d been ridin trains | |
For 15 years | |
Drawin portraits | |
To keep his belly full of beer | |
And it looked to me like he' d died | |
And missed the plane to heaven | |
But he was a nice old guy | |
For a younger man | |
He had a bottle of mad dog | |
He held in his hand | |
That he waved around a lot | |
To make his point | |
And i listened as he told his tales | |
Of wine and women and county jails | |
And we finished off that bottle | |
And smoked a half a joint | |
He said " i came here to watch the sun | |
Disappear into the ocean | |
It' s been years | |
Since i smelled this salty sea" | |
He turned his bottle up and down | |
And i saw him lost | |
And i saw him found | |
He sadi " i don' t know what i' ve been | |
Lookin for, maybe me..." | |
Well, i told him i too had been | |
Travelin around | |
Livin out of my van from town to town | |
Playin for tips and whatever records | |
I could move | |
I said " i don' t reckon i' ll be | |
Makin it big, | |
You know it' s hard to get rich | |
Off a tout of coffee house gigs" | |
And he said " yeah, but ain' t it a blessin | |
To do what you wanna do..." | |
And i told him " yeah, i pulled off here | |
To watch the sun disappear | |
Into the ocean | |
' cause it' s been years | |
Since i smelled this salty sea" | |
And he turned his bottle up and down | |
He saw me lost and he saw me found | |
And i said " i don' t know what i' ve | |
Been lookin for, maybe me" | |
I said " it' s kind of late | |
Better be heading down the interstate | |
Can i give you a lift | |
To san francisco bay?" | |
He said " nope, i think i' m just | |
Going to sit here and rest | |
And maybe wait on the | |
Tokyomontana express | |
I might just lay here | |
And dream my life away | |
I' m going to sit right here, | |
I' m going to watch the sun | |
Disappear into the ocean | |
' cause it' s been years, it' s been years | |
I' m gonna turn my bottle up and down | |
You can see my lost | |
And you can see my found" | |
I met him on the cliffs | |
Of twin rocks, oregon | |
He was sitting on his bedroll looking | |
Just like richard brautigan | |
Just like him |