《Love Song To A Stranger(Live)》歌词

[00:00:00] Love Song To A Stranger(Live) (Live) - Joan Baez (琼·贝兹)

[00:00:05] They brought me a beautiful basket of fruit

[00:00:10] And two finger bowls of glass

[00:00:15] The couch is gold with a floral design

[00:00:19] And the wine is Germany's best

[00:00:24] And the wine is Germany's best

[00:00:32] My thoughts drift into the frozen night

[00:00:37] Frankfurt is covered with snow

[00:00:42] And numbly they ride on an icy wind

[00:00:47] To places they're longing to go

[00:00:51] To places they're longing to go

[00:00:59] I remember the tall dark Irish rose

[00:01:04] Who held me in my limousine

[00:01:09] And slept with me under a burgundy quilt

[00:01:14] With sheets of silk in between

[00:01:19] Well anyway that's how it seemed

[00:01:26] I thought I wanted to marry him

[00:01:31] His face was sculpted by God

[00:01:36] His words were gentle and ever so true

[00:01:41] And soft as the Irish fog

[00:01:46] And lost in the Irish fog

[00:01:55] I remember the boy from the monastery

[00:02:01] Who wanted to be a monk

[00:02:05] But he brought flowers and wine to my room

[00:02:10] And we both got happily drunk

[00:02:15] And we both got perfectly drunk

[00:02:22] He laughed like the chimes of a silver bell

[00:02:27] His eyes were alexandrite blue

[00:02:32] He danced the t'ai chi with the grace of a deer

[00:02:37] And I wanted to marry him too

[00:02:42] Yes I wanted to marry him too

[00:02:49] There was that son of a dog from the Tennessee hills

[00:02:55] Kept telling me I was still young

[00:02:59] He spoke in pure southern and smoothed out the lines

[00:03:04] Round my eyes saying I was the one

[00:03:09] Forever that I'd be the one

[00:03:17] He drank and he cussed and he wrote his own songs

[00:03:22] He was very much on the go

[00:03:27] We followed each other for over a year

[00:03:32] I couldn't have married him though

[00:03:36] So we just lived in sin on the road

[00:03:49] There was that black eyed beauty from Boston town

[00:03:54] Two days were never too long

[00:03:59] He stood by the mirror and picked out a rose

[00:04:04] But I already wrote him a song

[00:04:09] Yes I already wrote him a song

[00:04:16] So here I sit with my basket of fruit

[00:04:21] And two finger bowls of glass

[00:04:26] I finished my bottle of Germany's best

[00:04:31] And concluded my thoughts on the past

[00:04:36] That love is a pain in the a**