Song | Gentle On My Mind |
Artist | Nancy Wilson |
Album | The Very Best Of Nancy Wilson: The Capitol Recordings 1960-1976 |
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[00:00.00] | 小野麗莎 - Gentle On My Mind |
[00:07.47] | by 豬頭家族 - 龜速小子 |
[00:14.68] | |
[00:31.19] | It's knowing that your door is always open |
[00:33.92] | And your path is free to walk |
[00:40.48] | That makes me tend to leave my sleeping bag |
[00:43.01] | Rolled up and stashed behind your couch |
[00:49.78] | And it's knowing I'm not shackled |
[00:51.39] | By forgotten words and bonds |
[00:54.39] | And the ink stains that have dried upon some line |
[01:01.61] | That keeps you in the backroads |
[01:03.41] | By the rivers of my mem'ry |
[01:06.17] | That keeps you ever gentle on my mind |
[01:11.50] | |
[01:18.42] | It's not clinging to the rocks and ivy |
[01:20.74] | Planted on their columns now that binds me |
[01:27.89] | Or something that somebody said |
[01:30.18] | Because they thought we fit together walking |
[01:37.33] | It's just knowing that the world will not be cursing |
[01:40.36] | Or forgiving when I walk along some railroad track and find |
[01:49.12] | That you are moving on the backroads |
[01:51.14] | By the rivers of my mem'ry |
[01:53.55] | And for hours you're just gentle on my mind |
[01:59.13] | |
[02:39.28] | Though the wheat fields and the clothes lines |
[02:41.38] | And the junkyards and the highways come between us |
[02:48.52] | And some other woman crying to her mother |
[02:51.46] | 'Cause she turned and I was gone |
[02:58.21] | I still might run in silence tears of joy might stain my face |
[03:02.73] | And the summer sun might burn me 'til I'm blind |
[03:09.88] | But not to where I cannot see you walking on the backroads |
[03:14.34] | By the rivers flowing gentle on my mind |
[03:19.93] | |
[03:27.19] | I dip my cup of soup back from the gurgling |
[03:29.07] | Crackling caldron in some train yard |
[03:35.55] | My beard a roughning coal pile and |
[03:37.92] | A dirty hat pulled low across my face |
[03:45.50] | Through cupped hands 'round a tin can |
[03:47.38] | I pretend I hold you to my breast and find |
[03:55.00] | That you're waving from the backroads |
[03:56.91] | By the rivers of my mem'ry |
[03:59.68] | Ever smiling ever gentle on my mind |
[04:04.81] |
[00:00.00] | xiao ye li sha Gentle On My Mind |
[00:07.47] | by zhu tou jia zu gui su xiao zi |
[00:14.68] | |
[00:31.19] | It' s knowing that your door is always open |
[00:33.92] | And your path is free to walk |
[00:40.48] | That makes me tend to leave my sleeping bag |
[00:43.01] | Rolled up and stashed behind your couch |
[00:49.78] | And it' s knowing I' m not shackled |
[00:51.39] | By forgotten words and bonds |
[00:54.39] | And the ink stains that have dried upon some line |
[01:01.61] | That keeps you in the backroads |
[01:03.41] | By the rivers of my mem' ry |
[01:06.17] | That keeps you ever gentle on my mind |
[01:11.50] | |
[01:18.42] | It' s not clinging to the rocks and ivy |
[01:20.74] | Planted on their columns now that binds me |
[01:27.89] | Or something that somebody said |
[01:30.18] | Because they thought we fit together walking |
[01:37.33] | It' s just knowing that the world will not be cursing |
[01:40.36] | Or forgiving when I walk along some railroad track and find |
[01:49.12] | That you are moving on the backroads |
[01:51.14] | By the rivers of my mem' ry |
[01:53.55] | And for hours you' re just gentle on my mind |
[01:59.13] | |
[02:39.28] | Though the wheat fields and the clothes lines |
[02:41.38] | And the junkyards and the highways come between us |
[02:48.52] | And some other woman crying to her mother |
[02:51.46] | ' Cause she turned and I was gone |
[02:58.21] | I still might run in silence tears of joy might stain my face |
[03:02.73] | And the summer sun might burn me ' til I' m blind |
[03:09.88] | But not to where I cannot see you walking on the backroads |
[03:14.34] | By the rivers flowing gentle on my mind |
[03:19.93] | |
[03:27.19] | I dip my cup of soup back from the gurgling |
[03:29.07] | Crackling caldron in some train yard |
[03:35.55] | My beard a roughning coal pile and |
[03:37.92] | A dirty hat pulled low across my face |
[03:45.50] | Through cupped hands ' round a tin can |
[03:47.38] | I pretend I hold you to my breast and find |
[03:55.00] | That you' re waving from the backroads |
[03:56.91] | By the rivers of my mem' ry |
[03:59.68] | Ever smiling ever gentle on my mind |
[04:04.81] |
[00:00.00] | xiǎo yě lì shā Gentle On My Mind |
[00:07.47] | by zhū tóu jiā zú guī sù xiǎo zi |
[00:14.68] | |
[00:31.19] | It' s knowing that your door is always open |
[00:33.92] | And your path is free to walk |
[00:40.48] | That makes me tend to leave my sleeping bag |
[00:43.01] | Rolled up and stashed behind your couch |
[00:49.78] | And it' s knowing I' m not shackled |
[00:51.39] | By forgotten words and bonds |
[00:54.39] | And the ink stains that have dried upon some line |
[01:01.61] | That keeps you in the backroads |
[01:03.41] | By the rivers of my mem' ry |
[01:06.17] | That keeps you ever gentle on my mind |
[01:11.50] | |
[01:18.42] | It' s not clinging to the rocks and ivy |
[01:20.74] | Planted on their columns now that binds me |
[01:27.89] | Or something that somebody said |
[01:30.18] | Because they thought we fit together walking |
[01:37.33] | It' s just knowing that the world will not be cursing |
[01:40.36] | Or forgiving when I walk along some railroad track and find |
[01:49.12] | That you are moving on the backroads |
[01:51.14] | By the rivers of my mem' ry |
[01:53.55] | And for hours you' re just gentle on my mind |
[01:59.13] | |
[02:39.28] | Though the wheat fields and the clothes lines |
[02:41.38] | And the junkyards and the highways come between us |
[02:48.52] | And some other woman crying to her mother |
[02:51.46] | ' Cause she turned and I was gone |
[02:58.21] | I still might run in silence tears of joy might stain my face |
[03:02.73] | And the summer sun might burn me ' til I' m blind |
[03:09.88] | But not to where I cannot see you walking on the backroads |
[03:14.34] | By the rivers flowing gentle on my mind |
[03:19.93] | |
[03:27.19] | I dip my cup of soup back from the gurgling |
[03:29.07] | Crackling caldron in some train yard |
[03:35.55] | My beard a roughning coal pile and |
[03:37.92] | A dirty hat pulled low across my face |
[03:45.50] | Through cupped hands ' round a tin can |
[03:47.38] | I pretend I hold you to my breast and find |
[03:55.00] | That you' re waving from the backroads |
[03:56.91] | By the rivers of my mem' ry |
[03:59.68] | Ever smiling ever gentle on my mind |
[04:04.81] |