She came to me, said she knew me Said she'd known me a long time And she spoke of being in love With every mountain she had climbed And she talked of
She comes down from Yellow Mountain On a dark, flat land she rides On a pony she named Wildfire With a whirlwind by her side On a cold Nebraska night
译文: 迈克尔墨菲. 也许这一次.
译文: 迈克尔墨菲. 因此，该死的美丽.
Just a loud mouth Yankee I went down to Mexico I didn't have much time to spend About a week or so There I lightly took advantage Of a girl who loved
