《Days of ’49(Remaster)》歌词

[00:00:00] Days of '49 (Remaster) - Bob Dylan (鲍勃·迪伦)

[00:00:04] I'm ol' Tom Moore from the bummers shore

[00:00:19] In the good old golden days

[00:00:21] They call me a bummer and

[00:00:29] A ginsot too but what cares I for praise

[00:00:32] I wander around from town to town just like a rovin' sign

[00:00:43] And all the people say

[00:00:45] "There goes Tom Moore in the days of 49"

[00:00:48] In the days of old in the days of gold

[00:00:57] How often times I repine

[00:00:59] For the days of old

[00:01:01] When we dug up the gold

[00:01:03] In the days of 49

[00:01:05] My comrades they all loved me well a jolly

[00:01:16] Saucy crew

[00:01:17] A few hard cases I will recall though they all were brave and true

[00:01:26] Whatever the pitch they never would flinch

[00:01:34] They never would fret or whine

[00:01:36] Like good old bricks

[00:01:40] They stood the kicks in the days of 49

[00:01:44] In the days of old in the days of gold

[00:01:52] How ofttimes I repine

[00:01:54] For the days of old when we dug up the gold

[00:01:58] In the days of 49

[00:02:00] There was New York Jake the butcher's boy

[00:02:11] He was always getting tight

[00:02:13] And every time that he'd get full

[00:02:19] He was spoiling for a fight

[00:02:21] Then Jake rampaged against

[00:02:25] A knife in the hands of ol' Bob Stein

[00:02:29] And over Jake they held a wake in the days of 49

[00:02:34] In the days of old in the days of gold

[00:02:40] How often times I repine

[00:02:41] For the days of old when we dug up the gold

[00:02:46] In the days of 49

[00:02:47] There was Poker Bill

[00:02:57] One of the boys who was always in a game

[00:03:00] Whether he lost or whether he won

[00:03:04] To him it was always the same

[00:03:07] He would ante up and draw his cards and

[00:03:12] He would you go a hatful blind

[00:03:15] In a game with death Bill lost his breath in the days of 49

[00:03:20] In the days of old in the days of gold

[00:03:28] In the day's times I repine

[00:03:30] In the days of old in the days of gold

[00:03:35] Those were days of 49

[00:03:37] There was ragshag Bill from Buffalo I never will forget

[00:03:47] He would roar all day and

[00:03:51] He'd roar all night and I guess he's roarin' yet

[00:03:54] One day he fell in a prospect hole in a roaring bad design

[00:04:02] And in that hole he roared out his soul in the days of 49

[00:04:07] In the days of old in the days of gold

[00:04:13] How ofttimes I repine

[00:04:15] For the days of old when we dug up the gold

[00:04:19] In the days of 49

[00:04:20] Of the comrades all that

[00:04:32] I've had there's none that's left to boast

[00:04:35] And I'm left alone in my misery like some ol'

[00:04:39] Poor wandering ghost

[00:04:41] And I pass by from town to town

[00:04:44] They call me 'The Rambling Sign'

[00:04:46] There goes Tom Moore a bummer sure in the days of 49

[00:04:52] In the days of old in the days of gold

[00:04:57] How often times I repine

[00:04:59] For the days of old when we dug up the gold

[00:05:03] In the days of 49

[00:05:05] In the days of old when we dug up the gold

[00:05:10] How ofttimes I repine

[00:05:12] In the days of old in the days of gold

[00:05:16] In the days of 49 oh