| Song | Stoney End |
| Artist | Barbra Streisand |
| Album | Live Concert at the Forum |
| 作词 : Nyro | |
| Grazie Papa! | |
| Listen, I couldn't decide which song to sing next... So .. | |
| Wait... no, no, no, it's not as free as that, I have | |
| a choice of two, and I'll see... I'll see which one | |
| you like best. Wait... wait... wait a minute, let's do | |
| it fair. It's between 'Stoney End' and 'Second Hand | |
| Rose'. Wait, wait, wait!!! | |
| That's too easy, now we've gotta make a choice! Wait, wait wait! | |
| Let me do with you, right: 'Second Hand Rose''[applause] | |
| 'Stoney End' [more applause] Ah... Listen, I just gotta warn | |
| ya that 'Stoney End' I haven't sung for about two years, and so | |
| I have the words written on the floor. So if you see me looking | |
| on the floor... it's the words! I'll try not to look, but I mean I | |
| haven't sung it for a long time... okay... ready, get set, go! | |
| [STONEY END] | |
| Is this ''Stoney End'! | |
| Come on! | |
| I was born from love | |
| And my poor mother worked the mines | |
| I was raised on the Good Book Jesus | |
| Till I read between the lines | |
| Now I don't believe | |
| I want to see the whole morning | |
| Going down the stoney end | |
| I never wanted to go | |
| Down the stoney end | |
| Mama let me start all over | |
| Cradle me, Mama, cradle me again | |
| I can still remember him | |
| With love light in his eyes | |
| But the light flickered out | |
| And parted | |
| As the sun began to rise | |
| Now I don't believe | |
| I want to see the whole morning | |
| Going down the stoney end | |
| I never wanted to go | |
| Down the stoney end | |
| Mama, let me start all over | |
| Cradle me, Mama, cradle me again | |
| Never mind the forecast | |
| Cause the sky has lost control | |
| Cause the fury and the broken thunders | |
| Come to match my ragin' soul | |
| And I want... | |
| I want... I want to see the whole morning | |
| Going down the stoney end | |
| I never wanted to go | |
| Down the stoney end | |
| Mamma let me start all over | |
| Cradle me, Mamma, cradle me again | |
| Going down the stoney end | |
| I never wanted to go... | |
| Going down the stoney end | |
| I never wanted to go... | |
| Going down the stoney end | |
| I never wanted to go... |
| zuò cí : Nyro | |
| Grazie Papa! | |
| Listen, I couldn' t decide which song to sing next... So .. | |
| Wait... no, no, no, it' s not as free as that, I have | |
| a choice of two, and I' ll see... I' ll see which one | |
| you like best. Wait... wait... wait a minute, let' s do | |
| it fair. It' s between ' Stoney End' and ' Second Hand | |
| Rose'. Wait, wait, wait!!! | |
| That' s too easy, now we' ve gotta make a choice! Wait, wait wait! | |
| Let me do with you, right: ' Second Hand Rose'' applause | |
| ' Stoney End' more applause Ah... Listen, I just gotta warn | |
| ya that ' Stoney End' I haven' t sung for about two years, and so | |
| I have the words written on the floor. So if you see me looking | |
| on the floor... it' s the words! I' ll try not to look, but I mean I | |
| haven' t sung it for a long time... okay... ready, get set, go! | |
| STONEY END | |
| Is this '' Stoney End'! | |
| Come on! | |
| I was born from love | |
| And my poor mother worked the mines | |
| I was raised on the Good Book Jesus | |
| Till I read between the lines | |
| Now I don' t believe | |
| I want to see the whole morning | |
| Going down the stoney end | |
| I never wanted to go | |
| Down the stoney end | |
| Mama let me start all over | |
| Cradle me, Mama, cradle me again | |
| I can still remember him | |
| With love light in his eyes | |
| But the light flickered out | |
| And parted | |
| As the sun began to rise | |
| Now I don' t believe | |
| I want to see the whole morning | |
| Going down the stoney end | |
| I never wanted to go | |
| Down the stoney end | |
| Mama, let me start all over | |
| Cradle me, Mama, cradle me again | |
| Never mind the forecast | |
| Cause the sky has lost control | |
| Cause the fury and the broken thunders | |
| Come to match my ragin' soul | |
| And I want... | |
| I want... I want to see the whole morning | |
| Going down the stoney end | |
| I never wanted to go | |
| Down the stoney end | |
| Mamma let me start all over | |
| Cradle me, Mamma, cradle me again | |
| Going down the stoney end | |
| I never wanted to go... | |
| Going down the stoney end | |
| I never wanted to go... | |
| Going down the stoney end | |
| I never wanted to go... |