Song | Days Are Short |
Artist | Arlo Guthrie |
Album | Hobo's Lullaby |
作词 : Guthrie | |
by Arlo Guthrie | |
Days are short, and | |
I ain't down | |
The sun is on the hill | |
Looking in my suitcase for a friend | |
The door was opened wide | |
You know I lost a little pride | |
And inside it was just another man | |
CHORUS: Every day another man reaches out his hand | |
Every moment there's a shifting in the sand | |
Every whisper in the wind | |
Brings a good man back again | |
Settle me down in my dreams tonight | |
Tomorrow's another day to blow my blues away | |
Lots of folks will tell you that | |
A man can go thru' life | |
Taking what he wants along the way | |
But until all men are freed | |
Each one gets but what he needs | |
The experience of living every day | |
CHORUS I woke up this morning | |
I awoke upon my knees | |
Crying oo-wee, | |
I don't know where | |
I am I feel just like a clown | |
Every time | |
I move around | |
Because, after all, | |
I'm just another man |
zuò cí : Guthrie | |
by Arlo Guthrie | |
Days are short, and | |
I ain' t down | |
The sun is on the hill | |
Looking in my suitcase for a friend | |
The door was opened wide | |
You know I lost a little pride | |
And inside it was just another man | |
CHORUS: Every day another man reaches out his hand | |
Every moment there' s a shifting in the sand | |
Every whisper in the wind | |
Brings a good man back again | |
Settle me down in my dreams tonight | |
Tomorrow' s another day to blow my blues away | |
Lots of folks will tell you that | |
A man can go thru' life | |
Taking what he wants along the way | |
But until all men are freed | |
Each one gets but what he needs | |
The experience of living every day | |
CHORUS I woke up this morning | |
I awoke upon my knees | |
Crying oowee, | |
I don' t know where | |
I am I feel just like a clown | |
Every time | |
I move around | |
Because, after all, | |
I' m just another man |