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作曲 : Bob Dylan |
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There's an evening haze settling over town |
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Starlight by the edge of the creek |
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The buying power of the proletariat's gone down |
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Money's getting shallow and weak |
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Well, the place I love best is a sweet memory |
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It's a new path that we trod |
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They say low wages are a reality |
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If we want to compete abroad |
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My cruel weapons have been put on the shelf |
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Come sit down on my knee |
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You are dearer to me than myself |
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As you yourself can see |
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While I'm listening to the steel rails hum |
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Got both eyes tight shut |
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Just sitting here trying to keep the hunger from |
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Creeping its way into my gut |
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Meet me at the bottom, don't lag behind |
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Bring me my boots and shoes |
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You can hang back or fight your best on the frontline |
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Sing a little bit of these workingman's blues |
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Well, I'm sailing on back, ready for the long haul |
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Tossed by the winds and the seas |
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I'll drag them all down to hell and I'll stand them at the wall |
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I'll sell them to their enemies |
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I'm trying to feed my soul with thought |
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Going to sleep off the rest of the day |
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Sometimes no one wants what we got |
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Sometimes you can't give it away |
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Now the place is ringed with countless foes |
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Some of them may be deaf and dumb |
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No man, no woman knows |
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The hour that sorrow will come |
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In the dark I hear the night birds call |
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I can feel a lover's breath |
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I sleep in the kitchen with my feet in the hall |
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Sleep is like a temporary death |
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Meet me at the bottom, don't lag behind |
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Bring me my boots and shoes |
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You can hang back or fight your best on the frontline |
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Sing a little bit of these workingman's blues |
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Well, they burned my barn, and they stole my horse |
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I can't save a dime |
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I got to be careful, I don't want to be forced |
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Into a life of continual crime |
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I can see for myself that the sun is sinking |
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How I wish you were here to see |
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Tell me now, am I wrong in thinking |
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That you have forgotten me? |
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Now they worry and they hurry and they fuss and they fret |
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They waste your nights and days |
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Them I will forget |
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But you I'll remember always |
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Old memories of you to me have clung |
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You've wounded me with your words |
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Gonna have to straighten out your tongue |
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It's all true, everything you've heard |
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Meet me at the bottom, don't lag behind |
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Bring me my boots and shoes |
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You can hang back or fight your best on the frontline |
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Sing a little bit of these workingman's blues |
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In you, my friend, I find no blame |
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Wanna look in my eyes, please do |
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No one can ever claim |
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That I took up arms against you |
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All across the peaceful sacred fields |
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They will lay you low |
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They'll break your horns and slash you with steel |
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I say it so it must be so |
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Now I'm down on my luck and I'm black and blue |
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Gonna give you another chance |
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I'm all alone and I'm expecting you |
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To lead me off in a cheerful dance |
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I got a brand new suit and a brand new wife |
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I can live on rice and beans |
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Some people never worked a day in their life |
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Don't know what work even means. |
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Meet me at the bottom, don't lag behind |
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Bring me my boots and shoes |
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You can hang back or fight your best on the frontline |
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Sing a little bit of these workingman's blues |
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