《Coyote(Concert Version)》歌词

[00:00:03] Coyote (Concert Version) (Feat Joni Mitchell) - The Band

[00:00:42] No regrets Coyote

[00:00:44] We just come from such different sets of circumstance

[00:00:47] I'm up all night in the studios

[00:00:49] And you're up early on your ranch

[00:00:53] You'll be brushing out a brood mare's tail

[00:00:56] While the sun is ascending

[00:00:57] And I'll just be getting home with my reel to reel

[00:01:02] There's no comprehending

[00:01:05] Just how close to the bone and the skin and the eyes

[00:01:08] And the lips you can get

[00:01:11] And still feel so alone

[00:01:14] And still feel related

[00:01:16] Like stations in some relay

[00:01:18] You're not a hit and run driver no no

[00:01:23] Racing away

[00:01:26] You just picked up a hitcher

[00:01:28] A prisoner of the white lines on the freeway

[00:01:43] We saw a farmhouse burning down

[00:01:46] In the middle of nowhere

[00:01:47] In the middle of the night

[00:01:49] And we rolled right past that tragedy

[00:01:52] Till we turned into some road house lights

[00:01:55] Where a local band was playing

[00:01:57] Locals were up kicking and shaking on the floor

[00:02:01] And the next thing I know

[00:02:03] That Coyote's at my door

[00:02:06] He pins me in a corner and he won't take no

[00:02:09] He drags me out on the dance floor

[00:02:12] And we're dancing close and slow

[00:02:14] Now he's got a woman at home

[00:02:17] He's got another woman down the hall

[00:02:19] He seems to want me anyway

[00:02:22] Why'd you have to get so drunk

[00:02:25] And lead me on that way

[00:02:27] You just picked up a hitcher

[00:02:30] A prisoner of the white lines of the freeway

[00:02:44] I looked a Coyote right in the face

[00:02:47] On the road to Baljennie near my old home town

[00:02:50] He went running through the whisker wheat

[00:02:53] Chasing some prize down

[00:02:56] And a hawk was playing with him

[00:02:59] Coyote was jumping straight up and making passes

[00:03:02] He had those same eyes just like yours

[00:03:05] Under your dark glasses

[00:03:08] Privately probing the public rooms

[00:03:11] And peeking through keyholes in numbered doors

[00:03:13] Where the players lick their wounds

[00:03:16] And take their temporary lovers

[00:03:19] And their pills and powders to get them through this passion play

[00:03:24] No regrets Coyote

[00:03:26] I just get off up aways

[00:03:28] You just picked up a hitcher

[00:03:31] A prisoner of the white lines on the freeway

[00:03:46] Coyote's in the coffee shop

[00:03:48] He's staring a hole in his scrambled eggs

[00:03:52] He picks up my scent on his fingers

[00:03:55] While he's watching the waitresses' legs

[00:03:57] He's too fat from the Bay of Fundy

[00:04:00] From appaloosas and eagles and tides

[00:04:04] And the air conditioned cubicles

[00:04:07] And the carbon ribbon rides

[00:04:09] Are spelling it out so clear

[00:04:12] Either he's going to have to stand and fight

[00:04:15] Or take off out of here

[00:04:18] I tried to run away myself

[00:04:21] To run away and wrestle with my ego

[00:04:27] And with this flame

[00:04:29] You put here in this Eskimo

[00:04:32] In this hitcher

[00:04:35] In this prisoner

[00:04:38] Of the fine white lines

[00:04:41] Of the white lines on the free free way