Private Conversation Lyrics

Song	Private Conversation
Artist	Lyle Lovett
Album	The Road To Ensenada
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	作词 : Lovett
	And his hand it fell behind her
	As his arm it reached around
	And she looked at the window
	And she watched the shade go down
	It was a private conversation
	No one heard her say
	That the man she left behind her
	Was two thousand miles away
	Singing boy pick up that fiddle
	And play that steel guitar
	And find yourself a lady
	And dance right where you are
	There was a lonely girl from nowhere
	With a smile all sweet with pain
	And she never stopped to wonder
	If she'd see him again
	It was a private conversation
	No one heard her say
	That man that she was looking for
	Was only twenty streets away
	Singing boy pick up that fiddle
	And play that steel guitar
	And find yourself a lady
	And dance right where you are
	And the band it just kept playing
	As she came walking in
	And he never stopped to wonder
	If he'd see her again
	It was a private conversation
	No one heard him say
	That girl he left behind him
	Was two thousand miles away
	He just sang boy pick up that fiddle
	And play that steel guitar
	And find yourself a lady
	And dance right where you are
	And the moral of this story
	Is i guess it's easier said than done
	To look at what you've been through
	And to see what you've become
	It's a private conversation
	No one hears you say
	It's a private conversation
	And his hand it fell behind her
	As his arm it reached around
	And she looked at the window
	And she watched the shade go down
	It was a private conversation
	No one heard her say
	It was a private conversation
	No one heard him say
	It was a private conversation
	No one heard her say
	It was a private conversation

	zuo ci : Lovett
	And his hand it fell behind her
	As his arm it reached around
	And she looked at the window
	And she watched the shade go down
	It was a private conversation
	No one heard her say
	That the man she left behind her
	Was two thousand miles away
	Singing boy pick up that fiddle
	And play that steel guitar
	And find yourself a lady
	And dance right where you are
	There was a lonely girl from nowhere
	With a smile all sweet with pain
	And she never stopped to wonder
	If she' d see him again
	It was a private conversation
	No one heard her say
	That man that she was looking for
	Was only twenty streets away
	Singing boy pick up that fiddle
	And play that steel guitar
	And find yourself a lady
	And dance right where you are
	And the band it just kept playing
	As she came walking in
	And he never stopped to wonder
	If he' d see her again
	It was a private conversation
	No one heard him say
	That girl he left behind him
	Was two thousand miles away
	He just sang boy pick up that fiddle
	And play that steel guitar
	And find yourself a lady
	And dance right where you are
	And the moral of this story
	Is i guess it' s easier said than done
	To look at what you' ve been through
	And to see what you' ve become
	It' s a private conversation
	No one hears you say
	It' s a private conversation
	And his hand it fell behind her
	As his arm it reached around
	And she looked at the window
	And she watched the shade go down
	It was a private conversation
	No one heard her say
	It was a private conversation
	No one heard him say
	It was a private conversation
	No one heard her say
	It was a private conversation

	zuò cí : Lovett
	And his hand it fell behind her
	As his arm it reached around
	And she looked at the window
	And she watched the shade go down
	It was a private conversation
	No one heard her say
	That the man she left behind her
	Was two thousand miles away
	Singing boy pick up that fiddle
	And play that steel guitar
	And find yourself a lady
	And dance right where you are
	There was a lonely girl from nowhere
	With a smile all sweet with pain
	And she never stopped to wonder
	If she' d see him again
	It was a private conversation
	No one heard her say
	That man that she was looking for
	Was only twenty streets away
	Singing boy pick up that fiddle
	And play that steel guitar
	And find yourself a lady
	And dance right where you are
	And the band it just kept playing
	As she came walking in
	And he never stopped to wonder
	If he' d see her again
	It was a private conversation
	No one heard him say
	That girl he left behind him
	Was two thousand miles away
	He just sang boy pick up that fiddle
	And play that steel guitar
	And find yourself a lady
	And dance right where you are
	And the moral of this story
	Is i guess it' s easier said than done
	To look at what you' ve been through
	And to see what you' ve become
	It' s a private conversation
	No one hears you say
	It' s a private conversation
	And his hand it fell behind her
	As his arm it reached around
	And she looked at the window
	And she watched the shade go down
	It was a private conversation
	No one heard her say
	It was a private conversation
	No one heard him say
	It was a private conversation
	No one heard her say
	It was a private conversation

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