Song | Yawl Riding a Swell |
Artist | John Squire |
Album | Marshall's House |
作曲 : Squire | |
You wore your white hat | |
I wore black | |
You rode the prow for a while | |
I watched your back | |
And the blue churning ocean, | |
Could our heads and soaked us through | |
That's what I'm talking about | |
Happy now, there's no doubt | |
Yawl riding a swell. | |
Well no sharks cruise these waters | |
No pirates sail these seas | |
And the every changing horizon | |
Just brings you closer to me | |
That's what I'm talking about | |
Happy now, there's no doubt | |
Yawl riding a swell. | |
Oh come on now darling | |
I can barely lift you now | |
The rock you always wanted | |
Is tied to your feet still precious | |
Somehow |
zuò qǔ : Squire | |
You wore your white hat | |
I wore black | |
You rode the prow for a while | |
I watched your back | |
And the blue churning ocean, | |
Could our heads and soaked us through | |
That' s what I' m talking about | |
Happy now, there' s no doubt | |
Yawl riding a swell. | |
Well no sharks cruise these waters | |
No pirates sail these seas | |
And the every changing horizon | |
Just brings you closer to me | |
That' s what I' m talking about | |
Happy now, there' s no doubt | |
Yawl riding a swell. | |
Oh come on now darling | |
I can barely lift you now | |
The rock you always wanted | |
Is tied to your feet still precious | |
Somehow |