| Song | Guantanamo |
| Artist | Ry Cooder |
| Album | Election Special |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Ry Cooder | |
| 作曲 : Ry Cooder | |
| [Verse 1] | |
| You never missed your water till your well ran dry | |
| You never missed your baby till she said goodbye | |
| Never tried the righteous path till it was gone | |
| Never missed your soul till you lived it down | |
| [Chorus 1] | |
| In Guantanamo | |
| In Guantanamo | |
| In Guantanamo | |
| You can't come back from Guantanamo | |
| [Verse 2] | |
| Now we climbed down out of the mud and the slime | |
| We thought about it and wondered why | |
| Later on, we made a real round wheel | |
| Composed a song with a real good feel | |
| [Verse 3] | |
| Buddha and Jesus, they laid it on the line | |
| We took a wrong turn with a bigot mind | |
| Your God is dead, now you better try and find | |
| I'm tellin' you for the last time | |
| [Chorus 2] | |
| At Guantanamo, no place to play | |
| Guantanamo, you best keep away | |
| Guantanamo, what would Jesus say? | |
| You can't come back from Guantanamo | |
| Can't come home from Guantanamo | |
| [Guitar Solo] | |
| [Chorus 3] | |
| Guantanamo, no place to play | |
| Guantanamo, you best keep away | |
| Guantanamo, hear what I said | |
| Little children know that you can't come home | |
| Ain't goin' back from Guantanamo | |
| [Chorus 4] | |
| Guantanamo, no place to play | |
| Guantanamo, you best keep away | |
| Guantanamo | |
| Well you can't come back from Guantanamo | |
| Can't come back from Guantanamo |
| zuo ci : Ry Cooder | |
| zuo qu : Ry Cooder | |
| Verse 1 | |
| You never missed your water till your well ran dry | |
| You never missed your baby till she said goodbye | |
| Never tried the righteous path till it was gone | |
| Never missed your soul till you lived it down | |
| Chorus 1 | |
| In Guantanamo | |
| In Guantanamo | |
| In Guantanamo | |
| You can' t come back from Guantanamo | |
| Verse 2 | |
| Now we climbed down out of the mud and the slime | |
| We thought about it and wondered why | |
| Later on, we made a real round wheel | |
| Composed a song with a real good feel | |
| Verse 3 | |
| Buddha and Jesus, they laid it on the line | |
| We took a wrong turn with a bigot mind | |
| Your God is dead, now you better try and find | |
| I' m tellin' you for the last time | |
| Chorus 2 | |
| At Guantanamo, no place to play | |
| Guantanamo, you best keep away | |
| Guantanamo, what would Jesus say? | |
| You can' t come back from Guantanamo | |
| Can' t come home from Guantanamo | |
| Guitar Solo | |
| Chorus 3 | |
| Guantanamo, no place to play | |
| Guantanamo, you best keep away | |
| Guantanamo, hear what I said | |
| Little children know that you can' t come home | |
| Ain' t goin' back from Guantanamo | |
| Chorus 4 | |
| Guantanamo, no place to play | |
| Guantanamo, you best keep away | |
| Guantanamo | |
| Well you can' t come back from Guantanamo | |
| Can' t come back from Guantanamo |
| zuò cí : Ry Cooder | |
| zuò qǔ : Ry Cooder | |
| Verse 1 | |
| You never missed your water till your well ran dry | |
| You never missed your baby till she said goodbye | |
| Never tried the righteous path till it was gone | |
| Never missed your soul till you lived it down | |
| Chorus 1 | |
| In Guantanamo | |
| In Guantanamo | |
| In Guantanamo | |
| You can' t come back from Guantanamo | |
| Verse 2 | |
| Now we climbed down out of the mud and the slime | |
| We thought about it and wondered why | |
| Later on, we made a real round wheel | |
| Composed a song with a real good feel | |
| Verse 3 | |
| Buddha and Jesus, they laid it on the line | |
| We took a wrong turn with a bigot mind | |
| Your God is dead, now you better try and find | |
| I' m tellin' you for the last time | |
| Chorus 2 | |
| At Guantanamo, no place to play | |
| Guantanamo, you best keep away | |
| Guantanamo, what would Jesus say? | |
| You can' t come back from Guantanamo | |
| Can' t come home from Guantanamo | |
| Guitar Solo | |
| Chorus 3 | |
| Guantanamo, no place to play | |
| Guantanamo, you best keep away | |
| Guantanamo, hear what I said | |
| Little children know that you can' t come home | |
| Ain' t goin' back from Guantanamo | |
| Chorus 4 | |
| Guantanamo, no place to play | |
| Guantanamo, you best keep away | |
| Guantanamo | |
| Well you can' t come back from Guantanamo | |
| Can' t come back from Guantanamo |