| Song | Cherry Lane |
| Artist | Ezra Furman |
| Album | Day of the Dog |
| [00:00.000] | 作曲 : Ezra Furman |
| [00:05.28] | Past the wounded cars reflecting all their dirty light |
| [00:13.13] | Past the unnamed bars, the unnamed prisoners of the night |
| [00:21.00] | Past the Winnebago dreaming all its iron dreams |
| [00:29.09] | Past the haunted drugstore where the fortune teller leans |
| [00:37.18] | Past the gravel parking lot where blood is always blood |
| [00:45.21] | Past the storefront church where they say God made Man from mud |
| [00:53.43] | There you'll find the broken toys who chased their love in vain |
| [01:01.44] | If you wander over yonder down my Cherry Lane |
| [01:08.40] | |
| [01:19.87] | Past the dimming county line where all turns black and red |
| [01:27.54] | Past the winners' trash bags where the losers lay their heads |
| [01:35.82] | Listen to the freight trains rumbling, talking in their sleep |
| [01:43.65] | See the lonesome drifter ask the Lord her soul to keep |
| [01:51.90] | Walk beneath the signpost where the purple neon hums |
| [01:59.80] | See the ugly cardboard world where someday never comes |
| [02:07.95] | And you may see my old man Gideon walking with a cane |
| [02:15.94] | If you wander over yonder down my Cherry Lane |
| [02:22.88] | |
| [02:40.14] | I got sick, then I got sicker, and then I lost my way |
| [02:48.28] | Heard a song without a singer at the close of day |
| [02:56.22] | I went driving, I went walking, I went far away |
| [03:04.26] | Went somewhere you can't come back from, somewhere you can't stay |
| [03:12.42] | If you see me on your journey, try and say my name |
| [03:20.47] | You can turn and trace your footsteps back the way you came |
| [03:28.47] | Or you can take the highway running wild through joy and pain |
| [03:36.51] | If you wander over yonder down my Cherry Lane |
| [00:00.000] | zuò qǔ : Ezra Furman |
| [00:05.28] | Past the wounded cars reflecting all their dirty light |
| [00:13.13] | Past the unnamed bars, the unnamed prisoners of the night |
| [00:21.00] | Past the Winnebago dreaming all its iron dreams |
| [00:29.09] | Past the haunted drugstore where the fortune teller leans |
| [00:37.18] | Past the gravel parking lot where blood is always blood |
| [00:45.21] | Past the storefront church where they say God made Man from mud |
| [00:53.43] | There you' ll find the broken toys who chased their love in vain |
| [01:01.44] | If you wander over yonder down my Cherry Lane |
| [01:08.40] | |
| [01:19.87] | Past the dimming county line where all turns black and red |
| [01:27.54] | Past the winners' trash bags where the losers lay their heads |
| [01:35.82] | Listen to the freight trains rumbling, talking in their sleep |
| [01:43.65] | See the lonesome drifter ask the Lord her soul to keep |
| [01:51.90] | Walk beneath the signpost where the purple neon hums |
| [01:59.80] | See the ugly cardboard world where someday never comes |
| [02:07.95] | And you may see my old man Gideon walking with a cane |
| [02:15.94] | If you wander over yonder down my Cherry Lane |
| [02:22.88] | |
| [02:40.14] | I got sick, then I got sicker, and then I lost my way |
| [02:48.28] | Heard a song without a singer at the close of day |
| [02:56.22] | I went driving, I went walking, I went far away |
| [03:04.26] | Went somewhere you can' t come back from, somewhere you can' t stay |
| [03:12.42] | If you see me on your journey, try and say my name |
| [03:20.47] | You can turn and trace your footsteps back the way you came |
| [03:28.47] | Or you can take the highway running wild through joy and pain |
| [03:36.51] | If you wander over yonder down my Cherry Lane |