| Song | Diamond Jack |
| Artist | Wishbone Ash |
| Album | Front Page News |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Powell, Turner, Upton ... | |
| As the dealer dealt the cards to everyone, | |
| I could see that i was free. | |
| I had an ace of hearts, the dream of every man, | |
| And i could see my destiny. | |
| I can not justify the way i play, | |
| But only see them as they fall. | |
| The diamond jack | |
| Black magical lady luck, | |
| Who will show me the way. | |
| When you have your freedom | |
| Without worldly care, | |
| Around human share. | |
| Along the way there's evil waitin' for you, | |
| And evil's not judge and jury, but yourself. | |
| When you're tired to the bone | |
| Remembrance gone, | |
| And you have cast your dice, | |
| Take your chances as they come, one by one, | |
| The hand of fate is as cold as ice. |
| zuo ci : Powell, Turner, Upton ... | |
| As the dealer dealt the cards to everyone, | |
| I could see that i was free. | |
| I had an ace of hearts, the dream of every man, | |
| And i could see my destiny. | |
| I can not justify the way i play, | |
| But only see them as they fall. | |
| The diamond jack | |
| Black magical lady luck, | |
| Who will show me the way. | |
| When you have your freedom | |
| Without worldly care, | |
| Around human share. | |
| Along the way there' s evil waitin' for you, | |
| And evil' s not judge and jury, but yourself. | |
| When you' re tired to the bone | |
| Remembrance gone, | |
| And you have cast your dice, | |
| Take your chances as they come, one by one, | |
| The hand of fate is as cold as ice. |
| zuò cí : Powell, Turner, Upton ... | |
| As the dealer dealt the cards to everyone, | |
| I could see that i was free. | |
| I had an ace of hearts, the dream of every man, | |
| And i could see my destiny. | |
| I can not justify the way i play, | |
| But only see them as they fall. | |
| The diamond jack | |
| Black magical lady luck, | |
| Who will show me the way. | |
| When you have your freedom | |
| Without worldly care, | |
| Around human share. | |
| Along the way there' s evil waitin' for you, | |
| And evil' s not judge and jury, but yourself. | |
| When you' re tired to the bone | |
| Remembrance gone, | |
| And you have cast your dice, | |
| Take your chances as they come, one by one, | |
| The hand of fate is as cold as ice. |