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Jack Johnson( ジャック・ジョンソン )
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Mama You've Been On My Mind / A Fraction Of Last Thoughts On Woody Guthrie
作詞:Bob Dylan
Perhaps it's the color of the sun cut flat An' cov'rin' the crossroads I'm standin' at Or maybe it's the weather or somethin' like that But mama, you been on my mind
I don't mean trouble, please don't put me down or get upset I am not pleadin' or sayin', 'I can't forget you' I do not walk the floor, bowed down an' bent but yet Mama, you been on my mind
And even though my mind is hazy and my thoughts they might be narrow Where you been don't bother me or bring me down in sorrow It don't even matter where you're wakin' up tomorrow Just mama, you will be on my mind
Well, I am not askin' to you to say words like 'Yes' or 'No' Please understand me, I have no place I'm calling you to go Just whisperin' to myself so I can pretendin' that I don't know But mama, you'll be on my mind
When you wake up in the mornin', baby, look inside your mirror You know I won't be next to you, you know I won't be near I'd just be curious to know if you can see yourself as clear As someone who has had you on his mind
It's when your head gets twisted with your mind grows numb もっと沢山の歌詞は ※ Mojim.com You think you're too old, too young, too smart, too dumb Laggin' behind though you're losin' your pace In the slow-motion crawl of life's busy race
No matter whatcha doin' if you start givin' up If the wine don't come to the top of your cup Winds got you sideways, one hand holdin' on The other starts slippin' and the feelin' is gone
And your train engine fire needs a new spark to catch it Wood is easy findin' but you're lazy to fetch it Lonesome comes up as down goes the day And tomorrow's mornin' seems so far away
And you could feel the reins from your pony are slippin' And your hand are a-slidin', ropers are a-drippin' Your sidewalk starts crawlin' and the street gets too long And you start walkin' backwards but you know that this is wrong
Sunny deserts and your evergreen valleys Turn to broken-down slums and trash can alleys Your sky cries water and your drain pipes are pourin Lightnin's a-flashin' and the thunder's a-crashin'
Windows are rattlin' and breaking and your roof top's will it start a-shakin' And your whole world's a-slammin' and bangin'
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