| Song | Thanks for Chicago Mr. James |
| Artist | Scott Walker |
| Album | Til the Band Comes In |
| 作词 : Semel, Walker | |
| You always said I wouldn't stay | |
| I guess you saw the way | |
| Before it all began | |
| I've always been a changin' train | |
| And when you think on this | |
| You might forgive me then | |
| Thanks for Chicago Mr James | |
| And all the shiny suits | |
| And all the shining names | |
| The things a country boy can't grace | |
| Without the look of shame | |
| Upon a city face | |
| And you needed more | |
| Than the smile I wore | |
| You picked me up on my way down | |
| The dusty one horse town | |
| I won't forget the jail | |
| The mayor's wife and Cadillac | |
| The sheriff on my back | |
| 'Til you put up the bail | |
| Thanks for Chicago Mr James | |
| You got a lot of grace | |
| But you're an empty place | |
| The dawn falls hard upon my face | |
| I'll move as I began | |
| Thru' fields without a plan | |
| Thanks for Chicago Mr James | |
| That world of grey and gold | |
| That watched you growing old | |
| The things I never saw I see | |
| To think that I'm still free | |
| And I'm not feeling cold |
| zuò cí : Semel, Walker | |
| You always said I wouldn' t stay | |
| I guess you saw the way | |
| Before it all began | |
| I' ve always been a changin' train | |
| And when you think on this | |
| You might forgive me then | |
| Thanks for Chicago Mr James | |
| And all the shiny suits | |
| And all the shining names | |
| The things a country boy can' t grace | |
| Without the look of shame | |
| Upon a city face | |
| And you needed more | |
| Than the smile I wore | |
| You picked me up on my way down | |
| The dusty one horse town | |
| I won' t forget the jail | |
| The mayor' s wife and Cadillac | |
| The sheriff on my back | |
| ' Til you put up the bail | |
| Thanks for Chicago Mr James | |
| You got a lot of grace | |
| But you' re an empty place | |
| The dawn falls hard upon my face | |
| I' ll move as I began | |
| Thru' fields without a plan | |
| Thanks for Chicago Mr James | |
| That world of grey and gold | |
| That watched you growing old | |
| The things I never saw I see | |
| To think that I' m still free | |
| And I' m not feeling cold |