| Song | Old Red Eyes Is Back |
| Artist | The Beautiful South |
| Album | Solid Bronze - Great Hits |
| [00:00.00] | 作曲 : Paul Heaton & Dave Rotheray |
| [00:12.42] | Old Red eyes is back |
| [00:15.03] | Red from the night before the night before |
| [00:20.36] | Walked into the wrong bar walked into a door |
| [00:25.40] | Old Red's in town |
| [00:27.07] | |
| [00:28.20] | And sitting late at night he doesn't make a sound |
| [00:33.63] | Just adding to the winkles on his deathly frown |
| [00:39.21] | They're only red from all the tears that I should've shed |
| [00:45.72] | They're only red from all the women that I could've wed |
| [00:51.40] | |
| [00:52.15] | So when you look into these eyes I hope you realise |
| [00:57.94] | They could never be blue |
| [01:00.56] | |
| [01:01.19] | They could never be blue |
| [01:04.37] | They could never be blue |
| [01:06.99] | |
| [01:07.61] | They could never be blue |
| [01:10.49] | |
| [01:11.05] | Listen up Old Red |
| [01:12.48] | |
| [01:13.60] | You never listened to a word the doctor said |
| [01:18.97] | He tould you if you drank another you'd be dead |
| [01:24.03] | Old Red Eyes is back |
| [01:25.90] | |
| [01:26.64] | His shoulders ache all over and his brain is sore |
| [01:32.01] | He pours a drink and listens to his body thaw |
| [01:37.63] | They're only red from all the thoughts unused inside my head |
| [01:43.99] | They're only red from all the things I could have done instead |
| [01:50.36] | So when you look into these eyes I hope you realise |
| [01:56.35] | They could never be blue |
| [01:58.35] | |
| [01:59.59] | They never could be blue |
| [02:02.52] | They could never be blue |
| [02:04.65] | |
| [02:05.78] | They could never be blue |
| [02:09.49] | |
| [02:10.98] | Blue is a streetr without an end |
| [02:16.21] | |
| [02:17.08] | Red is the colour of my hell |
| [02:22.45] | |
| [02:23.57] | Blue is a greeting from a friend |
| [02:28.88] | |
| [02:30.01] | Red is the colour of farewell |
| [02:35.37] | |
| [02:39.74] | Old Red he died |
| [02:41.55] | |
| [02:42.29] | And every single landlord in the district cried |
| [02:47.79] | An empty bottle of whisky laying by his side |
| [02:53.23] | A lazy little tear running from each eye |
| [02:58.66] | They could never be blue |
| [03:01.35] | |
| [03:01.90] | They could never be blue |
| [03:05.16] | They could never be blue |
| [03:08.33] | They could never be blue |
| [00:00.00] | zuò qǔ : Paul Heaton Dave Rotheray |
| [00:12.42] | Old Red eyes is back |
| [00:15.03] | Red from the night before the night before |
| [00:20.36] | Walked into the wrong bar walked into a door |
| [00:25.40] | Old Red' s in town |
| [00:27.07] | |
| [00:28.20] | And sitting late at night he doesn' t make a sound |
| [00:33.63] | Just adding to the winkles on his deathly frown |
| [00:39.21] | They' re only red from all the tears that I should' ve shed |
| [00:45.72] | They' re only red from all the women that I could' ve wed |
| [00:51.40] | |
| [00:52.15] | So when you look into these eyes I hope you realise |
| [00:57.94] | They could never be blue |
| [01:00.56] | |
| [01:01.19] | They could never be blue |
| [01:04.37] | They could never be blue |
| [01:06.99] | |
| [01:07.61] | They could never be blue |
| [01:10.49] | |
| [01:11.05] | Listen up Old Red |
| [01:12.48] | |
| [01:13.60] | You never listened to a word the doctor said |
| [01:18.97] | He tould you if you drank another you' d be dead |
| [01:24.03] | Old Red Eyes is back |
| [01:25.90] | |
| [01:26.64] | His shoulders ache all over and his brain is sore |
| [01:32.01] | He pours a drink and listens to his body thaw |
| [01:37.63] | They' re only red from all the thoughts unused inside my head |
| [01:43.99] | They' re only red from all the things I could have done instead |
| [01:50.36] | So when you look into these eyes I hope you realise |
| [01:56.35] | They could never be blue |
| [01:58.35] | |
| [01:59.59] | They never could be blue |
| [02:02.52] | They could never be blue |
| [02:04.65] | |
| [02:05.78] | They could never be blue |
| [02:09.49] | |
| [02:10.98] | Blue is a streetr without an end |
| [02:16.21] | |
| [02:17.08] | Red is the colour of my hell |
| [02:22.45] | |
| [02:23.57] | Blue is a greeting from a friend |
| [02:28.88] | |
| [02:30.01] | Red is the colour of farewell |
| [02:35.37] | |
| [02:39.74] | Old Red he died |
| [02:41.55] | |
| [02:42.29] | And every single landlord in the district cried |
| [02:47.79] | An empty bottle of whisky laying by his side |
| [02:53.23] | A lazy little tear running from each eye |
| [02:58.66] | They could never be blue |
| [03:01.35] | |
| [03:01.90] | They could never be blue |
| [03:05.16] | They could never be blue |
| [03:08.33] | They could never be blue |