Well, my daddy left home when I was three And he didn't leave much to ma and me Just this old guitar and an empty bottle of booze Now, I don't blame him
Now I taught the weeping willow how to cry And I showed the clouds how to cover up a clear blue sky And the tears that I cried for that woman are gonna
Darlin' companion, come on an' give me understandin' And let me be your champion, a hand to hold your pretty hand in Darlin' companion, now you know you
Well, they gave him his orders at Monroe, Virginia Said, "Steve, you're way behind time This is not 38, this is Old 97 Put her into Spencer on time"
Well, it was a time on earth When in the books of heaven An old account was standing For sins yet unforgiven My name was at the top And many things below
San Quentin, you've been livin' hell to me You [Incomprehesible] me since nineteen sixty-three I've seen 'em come and go and I've seen 'em die And long
He turned the water into wine He turned the water into wine In the little Cana town The word went all around that He turned the water into wine Well
I don't know where I'm bound I don't know where I'm bound Whistles calling me away, leaving at the break of day And I don't know where I'm bound Can'
Well, I left my motel room, down at the Starkville Motel The town had gone to sleep and I was feelin' fairly well I strolled along the sidewalk 'neath
Wanted man in California Wanted man in Buffalo Wanted man in the Kansas City Wanted man in the Ohio Wanted man in Mississippi Wanted man in ol' Cheyenne
Oh well, I'm tired and so weary but I must go along Till the Lord comes and calls, calls me away, oh yes And the morning's so bright and the lamb is the
San Quentin, you've been livin' hell to me You've hosted me since nineteen sixty three I've seen 'em come and go and I've seen them die And long ago I
译文: 约翰尼卡什. 圣昆廷.
: At my door the leaves are falling A cold wild wind has come Sweethearts walk by together And I still miss someone I go out on a party And look for
: I keep a close watch on this heart of mine I keep my eyes wide open all the time I keep the ends out for the tie that binds Because you're mine, I
: Now I taught the weeping willow how to cry, And I showed the clouds how to cover up a clear blue sky. And the tears that I cried for that woman are
: Well they gave him his orders at Monroe, Virginia, Said: "Steve, you're way behind time, "This is not 38, this is Ol' 97, "Put her into Spencer on
