| Song | Auberge |
| Artist | Chris Rea |
| Album | Still So Far To Go The Best Of Chris Rea |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Rea | |
| On the hard fast train | |
| On the road to gain | |
| Something gets right through to your telling bone | |
| There's a sudden itch | |
| An electric twitch | |
| Sometimes | |
| I swear this body's got a mind of it's own | |
| This is the naked truth | |
| This is the light | |
| There's only one place left to go | |
| Auberge You meet the silent type | |
| On a windy trail | |
| With a shiny cloak and an unseen silver dagger | |
| You can talk till you ache | |
| Give yourself one more break | |
| You can tell by the look on his face that it just doesn't matter | |
| This is the naked truth | |
| This is the light | |
| There's only one place left to go | |
| Auberge Give me a weekend | |
| Give me a day | |
| Don't like what | |
| I'm seeing though | |
| I hear what you say | |
| Think with a dagger | |
| And you'll die on your knees | |
| Begging for mercy | |
| Singing please mister please | |
| This is the naked truth | |
| This is the light | |
| There's only one place left to go | |
| Auberge |
| zuo ci : Rea | |
| On the hard fast train | |
| On the road to gain | |
| Something gets right through to your telling bone | |
| There' s a sudden itch | |
| An electric twitch | |
| Sometimes | |
| I swear this body' s got a mind of it' s own | |
| This is the naked truth | |
| This is the light | |
| There' s only one place left to go | |
| Auberge You meet the silent type | |
| On a windy trail | |
| With a shiny cloak and an unseen silver dagger | |
| You can talk till you ache | |
| Give yourself one more break | |
| You can tell by the look on his face that it just doesn' t matter | |
| This is the naked truth | |
| This is the light | |
| There' s only one place left to go | |
| Auberge Give me a weekend | |
| Give me a day | |
| Don' t like what | |
| I' m seeing though | |
| I hear what you say | |
| Think with a dagger | |
| And you' ll die on your knees | |
| Begging for mercy | |
| Singing please mister please | |
| This is the naked truth | |
| This is the light | |
| There' s only one place left to go | |
| Auberge |
| zuò cí : Rea | |
| On the hard fast train | |
| On the road to gain | |
| Something gets right through to your telling bone | |
| There' s a sudden itch | |
| An electric twitch | |
| Sometimes | |
| I swear this body' s got a mind of it' s own | |
| This is the naked truth | |
| This is the light | |
| There' s only one place left to go | |
| Auberge You meet the silent type | |
| On a windy trail | |
| With a shiny cloak and an unseen silver dagger | |
| You can talk till you ache | |
| Give yourself one more break | |
| You can tell by the look on his face that it just doesn' t matter | |
| This is the naked truth | |
| This is the light | |
| There' s only one place left to go | |
| Auberge Give me a weekend | |
| Give me a day | |
| Don' t like what | |
| I' m seeing though | |
| I hear what you say | |
| Think with a dagger | |
| And you' ll die on your knees | |
| Begging for mercy | |
| Singing please mister please | |
| This is the naked truth | |
| This is the light | |
| There' s only one place left to go | |
| Auberge |