| Song | Richmond |
| Artist | Joe Bonamassa |
| Album | An Acoustic Evening at the Vienna Opera |
| 作曲 : Bonamassa, Himelstein | |
| You know I wish | |
| I was in Richmond | |
| You know I do, wish | |
| I was back home | |
| You know I wish | |
| I was in Richmond | |
| The land I was raised, the place | |
| I've always known | |
| And now I'm waiting in | |
| New York City | |
| The rain is falling, no one seems to see | |
| And all the salesmen, they take notice | |
| Forget the rushing lives for the rushing brides to be | |
| You know I wish | |
| I was in Richmond | |
| You know I do, | |
| I wish I was back home | |
| She didn't change me, she forgave me | |
| So now it's time, time for me to leave | |
| Like broken glass in my broken hands | |
| I'm broken down, this | |
| I do believe | |
| You know I wish | |
| I was in Richmond | |
| You know I do, wish | |
| I was back home | |
| You know I wish | |
| I was in Richmond | |
| The land I was raised, the place | |
| I've always known | |
| And as a frost comes, | |
| I've learned some | |
| Not to make the same mistakes again | |
| Laws are learned as rule books burn | |
| But what all | |
| I know leads to still, my friend | |
| I'm going back, back to | |
| Richmond You know | |
| I am, you know | |
| I'm going home | |
| I'm going back, back to | |
| Richmond The land | |
| I was raised, the place that | |
| I call home |
| zuò qǔ : Bonamassa, Himelstein | |
| You know I wish | |
| I was in Richmond | |
| You know I do, wish | |
| I was back home | |
| You know I wish | |
| I was in Richmond | |
| The land I was raised, the place | |
| I' ve always known | |
| And now I' m waiting in | |
| New York City | |
| The rain is falling, no one seems to see | |
| And all the salesmen, they take notice | |
| Forget the rushing lives for the rushing brides to be | |
| You know I wish | |
| I was in Richmond | |
| You know I do, | |
| I wish I was back home | |
| She didn' t change me, she forgave me | |
| So now it' s time, time for me to leave | |
| Like broken glass in my broken hands | |
| I' m broken down, this | |
| I do believe | |
| You know I wish | |
| I was in Richmond | |
| You know I do, wish | |
| I was back home | |
| You know I wish | |
| I was in Richmond | |
| The land I was raised, the place | |
| I' ve always known | |
| And as a frost comes, | |
| I' ve learned some | |
| Not to make the same mistakes again | |
| Laws are learned as rule books burn | |
| But what all | |
| I know leads to still, my friend | |
| I' m going back, back to | |
| Richmond You know | |
| I am, you know | |
| I' m going home | |
| I' m going back, back to | |
| Richmond The land | |
| I was raised, the place that | |
| I call home |