作曲 : Baker | |
A drunk, and hungry bear losing his hair, | |
living on a boat right off the coast he said, | |
"Ain't you got nothing else to do? | |
Just look at my head son. | |
Is it lost, or under fire, | |
it's my only one. | |
Ain't you got nothing else to do?" | |
Well, sir I was bought for the lessons I was taught, | |
but the Bull and the Goat, they tried | |
to drown me in a moat. | |
So, I'll be on my way, with a kindly "Good day." | |
It's enough to say | |
you're simply in my way. | |
[I got something else to do.] | |
Ain't you a shame? | |
Look at all your friends that came, and left alone. | |
They heard you beating that wooden drum. | |
Ain't you a claim | |
to the souls left to hang from oaks for gold? | |
Even in death it's still so cold. | |
After twenty years thought, | |
and a thousand acres bought, | |
I found the bear in a trap I made; | |
his leg in a mangled state. | |
I said, "I'm willing to make a trade; | |
your life for a simple glass of lemonade." | |
Well, the Bear he just thought, as I had me rifle cocked, | |
of what the wind through the grass obeyed, | |
of the boat where he once had stayed. | |
It said, "I'd love to see you through, | |
but I've forgotten how to chew. | |
I think my head has been rotten through. | |
It's best I be left in two." | |
Man, don't be so plain. | |
You know that life's a life with pain. | |
It keeps you whole. | |
It keeps you wanting to save your soul. | |
Oh, God, I feel so tame, | |
hanging diamonds from my name. | |
I'm so young, I know. | |
That's why I fear where I won't go |
zuo qu : Baker | |
A drunk, and hungry bear losing his hair, | |
living on a boat right off the coast he said, | |
" Ain' t you got nothing else to do? | |
Just look at my head son. | |
Is it lost, or under fire, | |
it' s my only one. | |
Ain' t you got nothing else to do?" | |
Well, sir I was bought for the lessons I was taught, | |
but the Bull and the Goat, they tried | |
to drown me in a moat. | |
So, I' ll be on my way, with a kindly " Good day." | |
It' s enough to say | |
you' re simply in my way. | |
I got something else to do. | |
Ain' t you a shame? | |
Look at all your friends that came, and left alone. | |
They heard you beating that wooden drum. | |
Ain' t you a claim | |
to the souls left to hang from oaks for gold? | |
Even in death it' s still so cold. | |
After twenty years thought, | |
and a thousand acres bought, | |
I found the bear in a trap I made | |
his leg in a mangled state. | |
I said, " I' m willing to make a trade | |
your life for a simple glass of lemonade." | |
Well, the Bear he just thought, as I had me rifle cocked, | |
of what the wind through the grass obeyed, | |
of the boat where he once had stayed. | |
It said, " I' d love to see you through, | |
but I' ve forgotten how to chew. | |
I think my head has been rotten through. | |
It' s best I be left in two." | |
Man, don' t be so plain. | |
You know that life' s a life with pain. | |
It keeps you whole. | |
It keeps you wanting to save your soul. | |
Oh, God, I feel so tame, | |
hanging diamonds from my name. | |
I' m so young, I know. | |
That' s why I fear where I won' t go |
zuò qǔ : Baker | |
A drunk, and hungry bear losing his hair, | |
living on a boat right off the coast he said, | |
" Ain' t you got nothing else to do? | |
Just look at my head son. | |
Is it lost, or under fire, | |
it' s my only one. | |
Ain' t you got nothing else to do?" | |
Well, sir I was bought for the lessons I was taught, | |
but the Bull and the Goat, they tried | |
to drown me in a moat. | |
So, I' ll be on my way, with a kindly " Good day." | |
It' s enough to say | |
you' re simply in my way. | |
I got something else to do. | |
Ain' t you a shame? | |
Look at all your friends that came, and left alone. | |
They heard you beating that wooden drum. | |
Ain' t you a claim | |
to the souls left to hang from oaks for gold? | |
Even in death it' s still so cold. | |
After twenty years thought, | |
and a thousand acres bought, | |
I found the bear in a trap I made | |
his leg in a mangled state. | |
I said, " I' m willing to make a trade | |
your life for a simple glass of lemonade." | |
Well, the Bear he just thought, as I had me rifle cocked, | |
of what the wind through the grass obeyed, | |
of the boat where he once had stayed. | |
It said, " I' d love to see you through, | |
but I' ve forgotten how to chew. | |
I think my head has been rotten through. | |
It' s best I be left in two." | |
Man, don' t be so plain. | |
You know that life' s a life with pain. | |
It keeps you whole. | |
It keeps you wanting to save your soul. | |
Oh, God, I feel so tame, | |
hanging diamonds from my name. | |
I' m so young, I know. | |
That' s why I fear where I won' t go |