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作词 : Jonathan Lewis Dalby Lazar |
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作曲 : Jonathan Lewis Dalby Lazar |
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He was on his way back home |
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In a pickle of the finest malts and ales |
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All those demons they'd been eating at his shoes |
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Holes in his pockets and all the change is jangling loose |
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He knows how it feels |
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He knows how it feels |
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So he'll be there to feel for you |
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You'll be lending but he'll be spending it on you |
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No better medicine than a bar room afternoon |
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The fires burnt and all the fiddles they took flight |
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Bartender's sleeping worries fleeting hello night |
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He knows how it feels |
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He knows how it feels |
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So he'll be there to feel for you |
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I was lost when I met you |
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Now I'm more lost than a knife in a soup bowl |
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But you showed me Tom Waits |
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And the ways of the wild wandering and strange |
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He was on his way back home |
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In a brine of Cuban rum and ginger wine |
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His beard burnt and ruffled by all the troubles |
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Of a city's wild eccentrics born to struggle |
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He knows how it feels |
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He knows how it feels |
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So he'll be there to feel for you |
