Song | The Card Cheat |
Artist | The Clash |
Album | Clash On Broadway |
作词 : Clash | |
(strummer/jones) | |
There's a solitary man crying, 'hold me.' | |
It's only because he's a-lonely | |
If the keeper of time runs slowly | |
He won't be alive for long! | |
If he only had time to tell of all of the things he planned | |
With a card up his sleeve, what would he achieve? | |
It means nothing! | |
To the opium den and the barroom gin | |
In the belmont chair playing violins | |
The gambler's face cracks into a grin | |
As he lays down the king of spades | |
But the dealer just stares | |
There's something wrong here, he thinks | |
The gambler is seized and forced to his knees | |
And shot dead | |
He only wanted more time | |
Away from the darkest door | |
But his luck it gave in | |
As the dawn light crept in | |
And he lay on the floor | |
From the hundred year war to the crimea | |
With a lance and a musket and a roman spear | |
To all of the men who have stood with no fear | |
In the service of the king | |
Before you met your fate be sure you | |
Did not forsake your lover | |
May not be around anymore |
zuò cí : Clash | |
strummer jones | |
There' s a solitary man crying, ' hold me.' | |
It' s only because he' s alonely | |
If the keeper of time runs slowly | |
He won' t be alive for long! | |
If he only had time to tell of all of the things he planned | |
With a card up his sleeve, what would he achieve? | |
It means nothing! | |
To the opium den and the barroom gin | |
In the belmont chair playing violins | |
The gambler' s face cracks into a grin | |
As he lays down the king of spades | |
But the dealer just stares | |
There' s something wrong here, he thinks | |
The gambler is seized and forced to his knees | |
And shot dead | |
He only wanted more time | |
Away from the darkest door | |
But his luck it gave in | |
As the dawn light crept in | |
And he lay on the floor | |
From the hundred year war to the crimea | |
With a lance and a musket and a roman spear | |
To all of the men who have stood with no fear | |
In the service of the king | |
Before you met your fate be sure you | |
Did not forsake your lover | |
May not be around anymore |