《East of Woodstock， West of Viet Nam》歌词

[00:00:13] I slept through the Nineteen Sixties I heard Dory Previn say

[00:00:21] But me I caught me the great white bird to the shores of Africay

[00:00:31] Where I lost my adolescent heart to the sound of a talking drum

[00:00:40] Yeah East of Woodstock West of Vietnam

[00:00:48] And on the roads outside Oshogbo Lord I fell down on my knees

[00:00:56] There were female spirits in old mud huts iron bells ringing up in the trees

[00:01:06] And an eighty year old white priest she made juju all night long

[00:01:15] Yeah East of Woodstock West of Vietnam

[00:01:22] Raise high the roof beams carpenter boy yeah we're coming through the rye

[00:01:31] In the cinema I saw the man on the moon I laughed so hard I cried

[00:01:42] It was somewhere in those rainy seasons that I learned to carve my song

[00:01:50] Yeah East of Woodstock West of Vietnam

[00:02:07] Oh Africa Mother Africa you lay heavy on my breast

[00:02:15] You old cradle of civilization heart of darkness blood and death

[00:02:25] Though we had to play you running scared when the crocodile ate the sun

[00:02:34] Yeah East of Woodstock West of Vietnam

[00:02:42] Well I think it's going to rain tonight I can smell it coming off the sea

[00:02:51] As I sit here reading old Graham Greene I taste Africa on every page

[00:03:01] Then I close my eyes and see those red clay roads and it's sundown and boys I'm gone

[00:03:09] Yeah East of Woodstock West of Vietnam

[00:03:16] Raise high the roof beams carpenter boy yeah we're coming through the rye

[00:03:26] It was a moveable feast of war and memory a dark old lullaby

[00:03:36] It was the smoke of a thousand camp fires it was the wrong end of a gun

[00:03:45] Yeah East of Woodstock West of Vietnam

[00:03:51] Yeah East of Woodstock West of Vietnam