《Editing Floor Blues》歌词

[00:00:20] I was born in the West End

[00:00:23] In the summer of '48

[00:00:26] Above a small Cafe

[00:00:29] Some people liked to come there and call it night

[00:00:32] But for me it was all day

[00:00:35] Oh Now the dogs keep a growlin'

[00:00:42] Round my front door

[00:00:48] And the Truth howled out from the editing floor

[00:00:58] Years went by

[00:01:01] Quarrymen came along

[00:01:04] This boy became a star

[00:01:07] Then he dropped but got up again

[00:01:10] With a Black Everly guitar

[00:01:13] Then he searched along the road

[00:01:18] A good song he was looking for

[00:01:26] And the Truth sang out from the editing floor

[00:01:48] Big brother took a trip

[00:01:51] As bold as he could be

[00:01:55] To the place he heard

[00:01:57] Where the good Prophets used to walk

[00:02:00] High above this dark world

[00:02:03] Then the Word came down

[00:02:09] And the little brother saw

[00:02:16] How the Truth was buried on the editing floor

[00:02:35] One day the papers rang us up

[00:02:38] T'check if I said this

[00:02:40] I said Oh boy I'd never say that

[00:02:48] Then we got down to the truth of it

[00:02:50] But they never printed that

[00:02:53] Just like Socrates

[00:03:00] The man from Greece

[00:03:08] Fell down on his knees

[00:03:15] Said Lord

[00:03:16] Forgive them please

[00:03:20] Forgive them please

[00:03:28] And he spoke no more

[00:03:32] And the cup spilled out on the editing floor