Song | The Ballad of Frankie Lee and Judas Priest |
Artist | Bob Dylan |
Album | The Complete Album Collection Vol.1 |
[ti:The Balled Of Frankie Lee And Judas Priest] | |
[ar:Bob Dylan] | |
[al:John Wesley Harding] | |
[tool:歌词滚动姬 (lrc-maker.github.io)] | |
[00:00.00] | 作曲 : Bob Dylan |
[00:01.00] | 作词 : Bob Dylan |
[00:13.499] | Well, Frankie Lee and Judas Priest, |
[00:17.128] | They were the best of friends. |
[00:20.298] | So when Frankie Lee needed money one day, |
[00:23.183] | Judas quickly pulled out a roll of tens |
[00:26.758] | And placed them on a footstool |
[00:29.847] | Just above the plotted plain, |
[00:33.401] | Sayin', "Take your pick, Frankie Boy," |
[00:36.307] | My loss will be your gain." |
[00:40.309] | Well, Frankie Lee, he sat right down |
[00:43.031] | And put his fingers to his chin, |
[00:46.201] | But with the cold eyes of Judas on him, |
[00:48.884] | His head began to spin. |
[00:52.682] | "Would ya please not stare at me like that," he said," |
[00:55.812] | "It's just my foolish pride," |
[00:59.225] | But sometimes a man must be alone |
[01:02.008] | And this is no place to hide." |
[01:05.746] | Well, Judas, he just winked and said, |
[01:09.160] | "All right, I'll leave you here,“ |
[01:12.411] | But you'd better hurry up and choose |
[01:14.950] | Which of those bills you want, |
[01:16.210] | Before they all disappear." |
[01:19.155] | "I'm gonna start my pickin' right now,“ |
[01:21.533] | Just tell me where you'll be." |
[01:25.210] | Judas pointed down the road |
[01:28.278] | And said, "Eternity! |
[01:31.589] | "Eternity?" said Frankie Lee,“ |
[01:34.780] | With a voice as cold as ice. |
[01:38.152] | "That's right," said Judas Priest, "Eternity, |
[01:40.367] | Though you might call it 'Paradise.'" |
[01:44.226] | "I don't call it anything," |
[01:46.745] | Said Frankie Lee with a smile. |
[01:50.342] | "All right," said Judas Priest, |
[01:53.409] | "I'll see you after a while."“ |
[01:57.229] | Well, Frankie Lee, he sat back down, |
[02:00.095] | Feelin' low and mean, |
[02:03.355] | When just then a passing stranger |
[02:05.245] | Burst upon the scene, |
[02:09.207] | Saying, "Are you Frankie Lee, the gambler,Whose father is deceased? |
[02:16.053] | Well, if you are, |
[02:16.927] | There's a fellow callin' you down the road |
[02:18.817] | And they say his name is Priest." |
[02:21.945] | "Oh, yes, he is my friend, |
[02:25.095] | Said Frankie Lee in fright |
[02:28.631] | "I do recall him very well,“ |
[02:31.596] | In fact, he just left my sight." |
[02:35.051] | "Yes, that's the one," said the stranger,“ |
[02:37.590] | As quiet as a mouse, |
[02:41.186] | "Well, my message is, he's down the road,“ |
[02:44.152] | Stranded in a house." |
[02:47.525] | Well, Frankie Lee, he panicked, |
[02:50.714] | He dropped ev'rything and ran |
[02:54.006] | Until he came up to the spot |
[02:56.403] | Where Judas Priest did stand. |
[03:00.141] | "What kind of house is this," he said,“ |
[03:03.880] | "Where I have come to roam?"“ |
[03:07.070] | "It's not a house," said Judas Priest,“ |
[03:09.731] | "It's not a house . . . it's a home." |
[03:13.266] | Well, Frankie Lee, he trembled, |
[03:15.928] | He soon lost all control |
[03:19.788] | Over ev'rything which he had made |
[03:22.409] | While the mission bells did toll. |
[03:25.700] | He just stood there staring |
[03:28.199] | At that big house as bright as any sun, |
[03:32.386] | With four and twenty windows |
[03:35.148] | And a woman's face in ev'ry one. |
[03:38.642] | Well, up the stairs ran Frankie Lee |
[03:41.507] | With a soulful, bounding leap, |
[03:44.879] | And, foaming at the mouth, |
[03:47.724] | He began to make his midnight creep. |
[03:50.955] | For sixteen nights and days he raved, |
[03:54.205] | But on the seventeenth he burst |
[03:57.537] | Into the arms of Judas Priest, |
[04:00.564] | Which is where he died of thirst. |
[04:04.181] | No one tried to say a thing |
[04:07.106] | When they took him out in jest, |
[04:10.459] | Except, of course, the little neighbor boy |
[04:13.548] | Who carried him to rest. |
[04:17.041] | And he just walked along, alone, |
[04:19.662] | With his guilt so well concealed, |
[04:21.247] | And muttered underneath his breath, |
[04:25.595] | "Nothing is revealed."“ |
[04:42.173] | Well, the moral of the story, |
[04:45.039] | The moral of this song, |
[04:48.390] | Is simply that one should never be |
[04:51.419] | Where one does not belong. |
[04:54.710] | So when you see your neighbor carryin' somethin', |
[04:57.818] | Help him with his load, |
[05:01.149] | And don't go mistaking Paradise |
[05:04.093] | For that home across the road. |
ti: The Balled Of Frankie Lee And Judas Priest | |
ar: Bob Dylan | |
al: John Wesley Harding | |
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[00:00.00] | zuò qǔ : Bob Dylan |
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[00:13.499] | Well, Frankie Lee and Judas Priest, |
[00:17.128] | They were the best of friends. |
[00:20.298] | So when Frankie Lee needed money one day, |
[00:23.183] | Judas quickly pulled out a roll of tens |
[00:26.758] | And placed them on a footstool |
[00:29.847] | Just above the plotted plain, |
[00:33.401] | Sayin', " Take your pick, Frankie Boy," |
[00:36.307] | My loss will be your gain." |
[00:40.309] | Well, Frankie Lee, he sat right down |
[00:43.031] | And put his fingers to his chin, |
[00:46.201] | But with the cold eyes of Judas on him, |
[00:48.884] | His head began to spin. |
[00:52.682] | " Would ya please not stare at me like that," he said," |
[00:55.812] | " It' s just my foolish pride," |
[00:59.225] | But sometimes a man must be alone |
[01:02.008] | And this is no place to hide." |
[01:05.746] | Well, Judas, he just winked and said, |
[01:09.160] | " All right, I' ll leave you here," |
[01:12.411] | But you' d better hurry up and choose |
[01:14.950] | Which of those bills you want, |
[01:16.210] | Before they all disappear." |
[01:19.155] | " I' m gonna start my pickin' right now," |
[01:21.533] | Just tell me where you' ll be." |
[01:25.210] | Judas pointed down the road |
[01:28.278] | And said, " Eternity! |
[01:31.589] | " Eternity?" said Frankie Lee," |
[01:34.780] | With a voice as cold as ice. |
[01:38.152] | " That' s right," said Judas Priest, " Eternity, |
[01:40.367] | Though you might call it ' Paradise.'" |
[01:44.226] | " I don' t call it anything," |
[01:46.745] | Said Frankie Lee with a smile. |
[01:50.342] | " All right," said Judas Priest, |
[01:53.409] | " I' ll see you after a while."" |
[01:57.229] | Well, Frankie Lee, he sat back down, |
[02:00.095] | Feelin' low and mean, |
[02:03.355] | When just then a passing stranger |
[02:05.245] | Burst upon the scene, |
[02:09.207] | Saying, " Are you Frankie Lee, the gambler, Whose father is deceased? |
[02:16.053] | Well, if you are, |
[02:16.927] | There' s a fellow callin' you down the road |
[02:18.817] | And they say his name is Priest." |
[02:21.945] | " Oh, yes, he is my friend, |
[02:25.095] | Said Frankie Lee in fright |
[02:28.631] | " I do recall him very well," |
[02:31.596] | In fact, he just left my sight." |
[02:35.051] | " Yes, that' s the one," said the stranger," |
[02:37.590] | As quiet as a mouse, |
[02:41.186] | " Well, my message is, he' s down the road," |
[02:44.152] | Stranded in a house." |
[02:47.525] | Well, Frankie Lee, he panicked, |
[02:50.714] | He dropped ev' rything and ran |
[02:54.006] | Until he came up to the spot |
[02:56.403] | Where Judas Priest did stand. |
[03:00.141] | " What kind of house is this," he said," |
[03:03.880] | " Where I have come to roam?"" |
[03:07.070] | " It' s not a house," said Judas Priest," |
[03:09.731] | " It' s not a house . . . it' s a home." |
[03:13.266] | Well, Frankie Lee, he trembled, |
[03:15.928] | He soon lost all control |
[03:19.788] | Over ev' rything which he had made |
[03:22.409] | While the mission bells did toll. |
[03:25.700] | He just stood there staring |
[03:28.199] | At that big house as bright as any sun, |
[03:32.386] | With four and twenty windows |
[03:35.148] | And a woman' s face in ev' ry one. |
[03:38.642] | Well, up the stairs ran Frankie Lee |
[03:41.507] | With a soulful, bounding leap, |
[03:44.879] | And, foaming at the mouth, |
[03:47.724] | He began to make his midnight creep. |
[03:50.955] | For sixteen nights and days he raved, |
[03:54.205] | But on the seventeenth he burst |
[03:57.537] | Into the arms of Judas Priest, |
[04:00.564] | Which is where he died of thirst. |
[04:04.181] | No one tried to say a thing |
[04:07.106] | When they took him out in jest, |
[04:10.459] | Except, of course, the little neighbor boy |
[04:13.548] | Who carried him to rest. |
[04:17.041] | And he just walked along, alone, |
[04:19.662] | With his guilt so well concealed, |
[04:21.247] | And muttered underneath his breath, |
[04:25.595] | " Nothing is revealed."" |
[04:42.173] | Well, the moral of the story, |
[04:45.039] | The moral of this song, |
[04:48.390] | Is simply that one should never be |
[04:51.419] | Where one does not belong. |
[04:54.710] | So when you see your neighbor carryin' somethin', |
[04:57.818] | Help him with his load, |
[05:01.149] | And don' t go mistaking Paradise |
[05:04.093] | For that home across the road. |