Song | Sault Sainte Marie |
Artist | Joe Henry |
Album | Short Man's Room |
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作词 : Henry | |
In Sault Sainte Marie | |
The hills glow without the help of God | |
You can almost see | |
The river in November turn to steel; | |
If only I knew how | |
To wish you well in living without me, | |
You might forgive me now | |
And maybe I’d be free to go... | |
In Sault Sainte Marie | |
I wouldn’t give you much for your chance | |
That is, if you were me | |
And thought that you could shoulder days gone by; | |
You don’t owe me this | |
My dreams are not yours to pull ashore | |
Just because we kissed | |
Up on some swaying bridge. | |
In Sault Sainte Marie. | |
By now you know | |
I remember almost everything you say | |
Sometimes it goes to show | |
You’re better off believing you misheard; | |
What is done is gone | |
And leaves me here alone and none too sure | |
And on my own | |
And maybe I’m just free to go... | |
From Sault Sainte Marie. | |
If only I knew how | |
To wish you well in living without me | |
You might forgive me now | |
And maybe I’d be free to go... | |
In Sault Sainte Marie | |
The hills glow without the help of God | |
And you can almost see | |
The river in November turn to steel. |
zuo ci : Henry | |
In Sault Sainte Marie | |
The hills glow without the help of God | |
You can almost see | |
The river in November turn to steel | |
If only I knew how | |
To wish you well in living without me, | |
You might forgive me now | |
And maybe I' d be free to go... | |
In Sault Sainte Marie | |
I wouldn' t give you much for your chance | |
That is, if you were me | |
And thought that you could shoulder days gone by | |
You don' t owe me this | |
My dreams are not yours to pull ashore | |
Just because we kissed | |
Up on some swaying bridge. | |
In Sault Sainte Marie. | |
By now you know | |
I remember almost everything you say | |
Sometimes it goes to show | |
You' re better off believing you misheard | |
What is done is gone | |
And leaves me here alone and none too sure | |
And on my own | |
And maybe I' m just free to go... | |
From Sault Sainte Marie. | |
If only I knew how | |
To wish you well in living without me | |
You might forgive me now | |
And maybe I' d be free to go... | |
In Sault Sainte Marie | |
The hills glow without the help of God | |
And you can almost see | |
The river in November turn to steel. |
zuò cí : Henry | |
In Sault Sainte Marie | |
The hills glow without the help of God | |
You can almost see | |
The river in November turn to steel | |
If only I knew how | |
To wish you well in living without me, | |
You might forgive me now | |
And maybe I' d be free to go... | |
In Sault Sainte Marie | |
I wouldn' t give you much for your chance | |
That is, if you were me | |
And thought that you could shoulder days gone by | |
You don' t owe me this | |
My dreams are not yours to pull ashore | |
Just because we kissed | |
Up on some swaying bridge. | |
In Sault Sainte Marie. | |
By now you know | |
I remember almost everything you say | |
Sometimes it goes to show | |
You' re better off believing you misheard | |
What is done is gone | |
And leaves me here alone and none too sure | |
And on my own | |
And maybe I' m just free to go... | |
From Sault Sainte Marie. | |
If only I knew how | |
To wish you well in living without me | |
You might forgive me now | |
And maybe I' d be free to go... | |
In Sault Sainte Marie | |
The hills glow without the help of God | |
And you can almost see | |
The river in November turn to steel. |