| Song | Time for Travelin' |
| Artist | Joe Ely |
| Album | Down on the Drag |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Ely | |
| (Joe Ely) | |
| I came into Atlanta | |
| Dreamin' of Lorraine | |
| Came so tired of ridin' | |
| Cross the Savanna Plain | |
| Still feel the wheels a-rollin' | |
| Feel them just the same | |
| Steel wheels still a-rollin' | |
| On a long night train. | |
| She met me at the station | |
| Took me to her room | |
| Was a time of meeting | |
| Was a risin' moon. | |
| Angels set the table | |
| With candles and beer. | |
| Heard that midnight train moan | |
| Miles away from here. | |
| Instrumental Chorus | |
| Lay me down a pallet, | |
| Lay it soft and low. | |
| Lorraine lay beside me, | |
| Sad I had to go. | |
| Gypsy boy I traveled with | |
| Played his old guitar. | |
| We watched that candle flicker | |
| Like some low morning star | |
| But the time to part must always come | |
| Time the bells must ring. | |
| Time for lovers to say goodnight | |
| I'll see you in my dreams. | |
| Time to part must always come | |
| Time when trade-winds sing. | |
| Time to hit the road again | |
| Time for travelin'. |
| zuo ci : Ely | |
| Joe Ely | |
| I came into Atlanta | |
| Dreamin' of Lorraine | |
| Came so tired of ridin' | |
| Cross the Savanna Plain | |
| Still feel the wheels arollin' | |
| Feel them just the same | |
| Steel wheels still arollin' | |
| On a long night train. | |
| She met me at the station | |
| Took me to her room | |
| Was a time of meeting | |
| Was a risin' moon. | |
| Angels set the table | |
| With candles and beer. | |
| Heard that midnight train moan | |
| Miles away from here. | |
| Instrumental Chorus | |
| Lay me down a pallet, | |
| Lay it soft and low. | |
| Lorraine lay beside me, | |
| Sad I had to go. | |
| Gypsy boy I traveled with | |
| Played his old guitar. | |
| We watched that candle flicker | |
| Like some low morning star | |
| But the time to part must always come | |
| Time the bells must ring. | |
| Time for lovers to say goodnight | |
| I' ll see you in my dreams. | |
| Time to part must always come | |
| Time when tradewinds sing. | |
| Time to hit the road again | |
| Time for travelin'. |
| zuò cí : Ely | |
| Joe Ely | |
| I came into Atlanta | |
| Dreamin' of Lorraine | |
| Came so tired of ridin' | |
| Cross the Savanna Plain | |
| Still feel the wheels arollin' | |
| Feel them just the same | |
| Steel wheels still arollin' | |
| On a long night train. | |
| She met me at the station | |
| Took me to her room | |
| Was a time of meeting | |
| Was a risin' moon. | |
| Angels set the table | |
| With candles and beer. | |
| Heard that midnight train moan | |
| Miles away from here. | |
| Instrumental Chorus | |
| Lay me down a pallet, | |
| Lay it soft and low. | |
| Lorraine lay beside me, | |
| Sad I had to go. | |
| Gypsy boy I traveled with | |
| Played his old guitar. | |
| We watched that candle flicker | |
| Like some low morning star | |
| But the time to part must always come | |
| Time the bells must ring. | |
| Time for lovers to say goodnight | |
| I' ll see you in my dreams. | |
| Time to part must always come | |
| Time when tradewinds sing. | |
| Time to hit the road again | |
| Time for travelin'. |