Song | Remember the Mountain Bed |
Artist | Billy Bragg |
Artist | Wilco |
Album | Mermaid Avenue, Vol. 2 |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Bennett, Guthrie, Tweedy | |
Do you still sing of the mountain bed we made of limbs and leaves: | |
Do you still sigh there near the sky where the holly berry bleeds: | |
You laughed as i covered you over with leaves, face, breast, hips and thighs, | |
You smiled when i said the leaves were just the color of your eyes. | |
Rosin smells and turpentine smells from eucalyptus and pine | |
Bitter tastes of twigs we chewed where tangled woodvines twine | |
Trees held us in on all four sides so thick we could not see | |
I could not see any wrong in you, and you saw none in me. | |
Your arm was brown against the ground, your cheeks part of the sky, | |
As your fingers played with grassy moss, and limber did you lie: | |
Your stomach moved beneath your shirt and your knees were in the air | |
Your feet played games with mountain roots as you lay thinking there. | |
Below us the trees grew clumps of trees, raised families of trees, and they | |
As proud as we tossed their heads in the wind and flung good seeds away: | |
The sun was hot and the sun was bright down in the valley below | |
Where people starved and hungry for life so empty come and go. | |
There in the shade and hid from the sun we freed our minds and learned | |
Our greatest reason for being here, our bodies moved and burned | |
There on our mountain bed of leaves we learned life's reason why | |
The people laugh and love and dream, they fight, they hate to die. | |
The smell of your hair i know is still there, if most of our leaves are blown, | |
Our words still ring in the brush and the trees where singing seeds are sown | |
Your shape and form is dim, but plain, there on our mountain bed | |
I see my life was brightest where you laughed and laid your head... | |
I learned the reason why man must work and how to dream big dreams, | |
To conquer time and space and fight the rivers and the seas | |
I stand here filled with my emptiness now and look at city and land | |
And i know why farms and cities are built by hot, warm, nervous hands. | |
I crossed many states just to stand here now, my face all hot with tears, | |
I crossed city, and valley, desert, and stream, to bring my body here: | |
My history and future blaze bright in me and all my joy and pain | |
Go through my head on our mountain bed where i smell your hair again. | |
All this day long i linger here and on in through the night | |
My greeds, desires, my cravings, hopes, my dreams inside me fight: | |
My loneliness healed, my emptiness filled, i walk above all pain | |
Back to the breasts of my woman and child to scatter my seeds again. | |
Words: woody guthrie (1944) - | |
Music: jeff tweedy/jay bennett (1999) | |
Leroy bach: piano | |
Jay bennett: organ, nylon-string guitar, backing vocal | |
Ken coomer: drums | |
John stirratt: bass, backing vocal | |
Jeff tweedy: vocal, acoustic guitar |
zuo ci : Bennett, Guthrie, Tweedy | |
Do you still sing of the mountain bed we made of limbs and leaves: | |
Do you still sigh there near the sky where the holly berry bleeds: | |
You laughed as i covered you over with leaves, face, breast, hips and thighs, | |
You smiled when i said the leaves were just the color of your eyes. | |
Rosin smells and turpentine smells from eucalyptus and pine | |
Bitter tastes of twigs we chewed where tangled woodvines twine | |
Trees held us in on all four sides so thick we could not see | |
I could not see any wrong in you, and you saw none in me. | |
Your arm was brown against the ground, your cheeks part of the sky, | |
As your fingers played with grassy moss, and limber did you lie: | |
Your stomach moved beneath your shirt and your knees were in the air | |
Your feet played games with mountain roots as you lay thinking there. | |
Below us the trees grew clumps of trees, raised families of trees, and they | |
As proud as we tossed their heads in the wind and flung good seeds away: | |
The sun was hot and the sun was bright down in the valley below | |
Where people starved and hungry for life so empty come and go. | |
There in the shade and hid from the sun we freed our minds and learned | |
Our greatest reason for being here, our bodies moved and burned | |
There on our mountain bed of leaves we learned life' s reason why | |
The people laugh and love and dream, they fight, they hate to die. | |
The smell of your hair i know is still there, if most of our leaves are blown, | |
Our words still ring in the brush and the trees where singing seeds are sown | |
Your shape and form is dim, but plain, there on our mountain bed | |
I see my life was brightest where you laughed and laid your head... | |
I learned the reason why man must work and how to dream big dreams, | |
To conquer time and space and fight the rivers and the seas | |
I stand here filled with my emptiness now and look at city and land | |
And i know why farms and cities are built by hot, warm, nervous hands. | |
I crossed many states just to stand here now, my face all hot with tears, | |
I crossed city, and valley, desert, and stream, to bring my body here: | |
My history and future blaze bright in me and all my joy and pain | |
Go through my head on our mountain bed where i smell your hair again. | |
All this day long i linger here and on in through the night | |
My greeds, desires, my cravings, hopes, my dreams inside me fight: | |
My loneliness healed, my emptiness filled, i walk above all pain | |
Back to the breasts of my woman and child to scatter my seeds again. | |
Words: woody guthrie 1944 | |
Music: jeff tweedy jay bennett 1999 | |
Leroy bach: piano | |
Jay bennett: organ, nylonstring guitar, backing vocal | |
Ken coomer: drums | |
John stirratt: bass, backing vocal | |
Jeff tweedy: vocal, acoustic guitar |
zuò cí : Bennett, Guthrie, Tweedy | |
Do you still sing of the mountain bed we made of limbs and leaves: | |
Do you still sigh there near the sky where the holly berry bleeds: | |
You laughed as i covered you over with leaves, face, breast, hips and thighs, | |
You smiled when i said the leaves were just the color of your eyes. | |
Rosin smells and turpentine smells from eucalyptus and pine | |
Bitter tastes of twigs we chewed where tangled woodvines twine | |
Trees held us in on all four sides so thick we could not see | |
I could not see any wrong in you, and you saw none in me. | |
Your arm was brown against the ground, your cheeks part of the sky, | |
As your fingers played with grassy moss, and limber did you lie: | |
Your stomach moved beneath your shirt and your knees were in the air | |
Your feet played games with mountain roots as you lay thinking there. | |
Below us the trees grew clumps of trees, raised families of trees, and they | |
As proud as we tossed their heads in the wind and flung good seeds away: | |
The sun was hot and the sun was bright down in the valley below | |
Where people starved and hungry for life so empty come and go. | |
There in the shade and hid from the sun we freed our minds and learned | |
Our greatest reason for being here, our bodies moved and burned | |
There on our mountain bed of leaves we learned life' s reason why | |
The people laugh and love and dream, they fight, they hate to die. | |
The smell of your hair i know is still there, if most of our leaves are blown, | |
Our words still ring in the brush and the trees where singing seeds are sown | |
Your shape and form is dim, but plain, there on our mountain bed | |
I see my life was brightest where you laughed and laid your head... | |
I learned the reason why man must work and how to dream big dreams, | |
To conquer time and space and fight the rivers and the seas | |
I stand here filled with my emptiness now and look at city and land | |
And i know why farms and cities are built by hot, warm, nervous hands. | |
I crossed many states just to stand here now, my face all hot with tears, | |
I crossed city, and valley, desert, and stream, to bring my body here: | |
My history and future blaze bright in me and all my joy and pain | |
Go through my head on our mountain bed where i smell your hair again. | |
All this day long i linger here and on in through the night | |
My greeds, desires, my cravings, hopes, my dreams inside me fight: | |
My loneliness healed, my emptiness filled, i walk above all pain | |
Back to the breasts of my woman and child to scatter my seeds again. | |
Words: woody guthrie 1944 | |
Music: jeff tweedy jay bennett 1999 | |
Leroy bach: piano | |
Jay bennett: organ, nylonstring guitar, backing vocal | |
Ken coomer: drums | |
John stirratt: bass, backing vocal | |
Jeff tweedy: vocal, acoustic guitar |