| [0-1:58.500] | Talkin' New York |
| [00:00.00] | 作词 : Dylan |
| [00:11.370] | Ramblin' out of the wild west |
| [00:13.370] | Leavin' the towns I love best |
| [00:15.710] | Thought I'd seen some ups and down |
| [00:16.900] | 'Till I come into New York town |
| [00:20.230] | People goin' down to the ground |
| [00:23.880] | Building goin' up to the sky. |
| [00:28.480] | |
| [00:33.630] | Wintertime in New York town |
| [00:35.220] | The wind blowin' snow around |
| [00:37.090] | Walk around with nowhere to go |
| [00:39.060] | Somebody could freeze right to the bone |
| [00:42.410] | I froze right to the bone |
| [00:47.170] | New York Times said it was the coldest winter in seventeen years |
| [00:51.130] | I didn't feel so cold then. |
| [00:53.860] | |
| [01:00.220] | I swung on to my old guitar |
| [01:02.030] | Grabbed hold of a subway car |
| [01:04.500] | And after a rocking, reeling, rolling ride |
| [01:06.810] | I landed up on the downtown side |
| [01:08.750] | Greenwich Village |
| [01:11.210] | |
| [01:22.980] | I walked down there and ended up |
| [01:24.570] | In one of them coffee-houses on the block |
| [01:26.750] | Got on the stage to sing and play |
| [01:28.580] | Man there said, Come back some other day |
| [01:31.280] | You sound like a hillbilly |
| [01:35.310] | We want folk singers here'' |
| [01:38.510] | |
| [01:48.660] | Well, I got a harmonica job, begun to play |
| [01:50.510] | Blowin' my lungs out for a dollar a day |
| [01:52.400] | I blowed inside out and upside down |
| [01:54.380] | The man there said he loved m' sound |
| [01:57.390] | He was raving about he loved m' sound |
| [02:01.820] | Dollar a day's worth. |
| [02:04.470] | |
| [02:11.340] | After weeks and weeks of hangin' around |
| [02:13.510] | I finally got a job in New York town |
| [02:15.640] | In a bigger place, bigger money too |
| [02:17.690] | Even joined the Union and paid m' dues. |
| [02:18.810] | |
| [02:20.500] | Now, a very great man once said |
| [02:23.680] | That some people rob you with a fountain pen |
| [02:25.540] | It didn't take too long to find out |
| [02:27.540] | Just what he was talking about |
| [02:31.910] | A lot of people don't have much food on their table |
| [02:35.820] | But they got a lot of forks 'n' knives |
| [02:38.970] | And they gotta cut somethin' |
| [02:41.230] | |
| [02:48.860] | So one mornin' when the sun was warm |
| [02:50.750] | I rambled out of New York town |
| [02:54.260] | Pulled my cap down over my eyes |
| [02:59.270] | And heated out for the western skies |
| [02:59.910] | So long, New York |
| [03:04.130] | Howdy, East Orange. |
| [0-1:58.500] | Talkin' New York |
| [00:00.00] | zuo ci : Dylan |
| [00:11.370] | Ramblin' out of the wild west |
| [00:13.370] | Leavin' the towns I love best |
| [00:15.710] | Thought I' d seen some ups and down |
| [00:16.900] | ' Till I come into New York town |
| [00:20.230] | People goin' down to the ground |
| [00:23.880] | Building goin' up to the sky. |
| [00:28.480] | |
| [00:33.630] | Wintertime in New York town |
| [00:35.220] | The wind blowin' snow around |
| [00:37.090] | Walk around with nowhere to go |
| [00:39.060] | Somebody could freeze right to the bone |
| [00:42.410] | I froze right to the bone |
| [00:47.170] | New York Times said it was the coldest winter in seventeen years |
| [00:51.130] | I didn' t feel so cold then. |
| [00:53.860] | |
| [01:00.220] | I swung on to my old guitar |
| [01:02.030] | Grabbed hold of a subway car |
| [01:04.500] | And after a rocking, reeling, rolling ride |
| [01:06.810] | I landed up on the downtown side |
| [01:08.750] | Greenwich Village |
| [01:11.210] | |
| [01:22.980] | I walked down there and ended up |
| [01:24.570] | In one of them coffeehouses on the block |
| [01:26.750] | Got on the stage to sing and play |
| [01:28.580] | Man there said, Come back some other day |
| [01:31.280] | You sound like a hillbilly |
| [01:35.310] | We want folk singers here'' |
| [01:38.510] | |
| [01:48.660] | Well, I got a harmonica job, begun to play |
| [01:50.510] | Blowin' my lungs out for a dollar a day |
| [01:52.400] | I blowed inside out and upside down |
| [01:54.380] | The man there said he loved m' sound |
| [01:57.390] | He was raving about he loved m' sound |
| [02:01.820] | Dollar a day' s worth. |
| [02:04.470] | |
| [02:11.340] | After weeks and weeks of hangin' around |
| [02:13.510] | I finally got a job in New York town |
| [02:15.640] | In a bigger place, bigger money too |
| [02:17.690] | Even joined the Union and paid m' dues. |
| [02:18.810] | |
| [02:20.500] | Now, a very great man once said |
| [02:23.680] | That some people rob you with a fountain pen |
| [02:25.540] | It didn' t take too long to find out |
| [02:27.540] | Just what he was talking about |
| [02:31.910] | A lot of people don' t have much food on their table |
| [02:35.820] | But they got a lot of forks ' n' knives |
| [02:38.970] | And they gotta cut somethin' |
| [02:41.230] | |
| [02:48.860] | So one mornin' when the sun was warm |
| [02:50.750] | I rambled out of New York town |
| [02:54.260] | Pulled my cap down over my eyes |
| [02:59.270] | And heated out for the western skies |
| [02:59.910] | So long, New York |
| [03:04.130] | Howdy, East Orange. |
| [0-1:58.500] | Talkin' New York |
| [00:00.00] | zuò cí : Dylan |
| [00:11.370] | Ramblin' out of the wild west |
| [00:13.370] | Leavin' the towns I love best |
| [00:15.710] | Thought I' d seen some ups and down |
| [00:16.900] | ' Till I come into New York town |
| [00:20.230] | People goin' down to the ground |
| [00:23.880] | Building goin' up to the sky. |
| [00:28.480] | |
| [00:33.630] | Wintertime in New York town |
| [00:35.220] | The wind blowin' snow around |
| [00:37.090] | Walk around with nowhere to go |
| [00:39.060] | Somebody could freeze right to the bone |
| [00:42.410] | I froze right to the bone |
| [00:47.170] | New York Times said it was the coldest winter in seventeen years |
| [00:51.130] | I didn' t feel so cold then. |
| [00:53.860] | |
| [01:00.220] | I swung on to my old guitar |
| [01:02.030] | Grabbed hold of a subway car |
| [01:04.500] | And after a rocking, reeling, rolling ride |
| [01:06.810] | I landed up on the downtown side |
| [01:08.750] | Greenwich Village |
| [01:11.210] | |
| [01:22.980] | I walked down there and ended up |
| [01:24.570] | In one of them coffeehouses on the block |
| [01:26.750] | Got on the stage to sing and play |
| [01:28.580] | Man there said, Come back some other day |
| [01:31.280] | You sound like a hillbilly |
| [01:35.310] | We want folk singers here'' |
| [01:38.510] | |
| [01:48.660] | Well, I got a harmonica job, begun to play |
| [01:50.510] | Blowin' my lungs out for a dollar a day |
| [01:52.400] | I blowed inside out and upside down |
| [01:54.380] | The man there said he loved m' sound |
| [01:57.390] | He was raving about he loved m' sound |
| [02:01.820] | Dollar a day' s worth. |
| [02:04.470] | |
| [02:11.340] | After weeks and weeks of hangin' around |
| [02:13.510] | I finally got a job in New York town |
| [02:15.640] | In a bigger place, bigger money too |
| [02:17.690] | Even joined the Union and paid m' dues. |
| [02:18.810] | |
| [02:20.500] | Now, a very great man once said |
| [02:23.680] | That some people rob you with a fountain pen |
| [02:25.540] | It didn' t take too long to find out |
| [02:27.540] | Just what he was talking about |
| [02:31.910] | A lot of people don' t have much food on their table |
| [02:35.820] | But they got a lot of forks ' n' knives |
| [02:38.970] | And they gotta cut somethin' |
| [02:41.230] | |
| [02:48.860] | So one mornin' when the sun was warm |
| [02:50.750] | I rambled out of New York town |
| [02:54.260] | Pulled my cap down over my eyes |
| [02:59.270] | And heated out for the western skies |
| [02:59.910] | So long, New York |
| [03:04.130] | Howdy, East Orange. |
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