《Lonnie》歌词

[00:00:14] Lonnie Garamond was disturbed by the face

[00:00:17] That looked back at him from the bathroom mirror

[00:00:21] He looked older than he remembered

[00:00:24] It was as if all forty two years of his life

[00:00:27] Had suddenly leap frogged over each other

[00:00:30] And crash landed in his face

[00:00:35] He was middle aged and the truth hit him

[00:00:39] Like a man with no parachute

[00:00:42] The eyes were golfballs

[00:00:45] The skin hung on his face like a cheap suit

[00:00:49] And the trapdoor of greasy black frizz

[00:00:52] That he combed from one side of his head to the other

[00:00:56] To hide his baldness

[00:00:57] In reality emphasized it

[00:01:00] It was 230 in the morning Nov

[00:01:05] 22nd 1963

[00:01:06] And Lonnie couldn't sleep

[00:01:12] Lonnie took a last look at the face

[00:01:18] And popped another sleeping tablet

[00:01:26] Under his sandpaper tongue

[00:01:32] And slipped into a cold

[00:01:36] Dark sleep

[00:01:40] The last thing Lonnie saw

[00:01:42] Before his eyes finally closed

[00:01:45] Was his camera watching him

[00:01:47] From the other side of the Motel room

[00:01:57] But the camera wasn't loaded yet

[00:02:09] Lonnie Garamond was a loser

[00:02:13] Lonnie Garamond was a loser

[00:02:17] Lonnie Garamond was a loser

[00:02:20] And he really hated being that

[00:02:24] Lonnie's body clock woke him at 830 sharp

[00:02:27] He stabbed a button by his bed

[00:02:29] And the TV crackled into life

[00:02:32] Showing the crowds already gathering

[00:02:33] In Dealy Plaza

[00:02:35] He showered

[00:02:36] Shaved

[00:02:37] And slipped into an Ivy League jacket

[00:02:39] And brown slacks and loaded the camera

[00:02:43] The Stetson put the icing on the southern cake

[00:02:45] And he headed for the parking lot

[00:02:47] Leaving the key behind in his room

[00:02:50] He knew he wouldn't be coming back

[00:02:53] Lonnie Garamond was a loser

[00:02:57] Lonnie Garamond was a loser

[00:03:00] Lonnie Garamond was a loser

[00:03:03] And he really hated being that

[00:03:07] Lonnie parked the Buick and ran down Pacific St

[00:03:10] It was 12

[00:03:12] 15 and he wanted to be outside

[00:03:13] The Texas School Book Depository

[00:03:15] Before the motorcade came down Elm St

[00:03:19] 12

[00:03:19] 20

[00:03:21] He elbowed his way through a group of good ol' boys

[00:03:26] And stood next to a kid in a wheelchair

[00:03:28] Waving a Confederate flag

[00:03:30] 12

[00:03:30] 25

[00:03:30] He took off the lens cap

[00:03:34] And lit his first cigarette for two years

[00:03:37] He checked the focus one last time

[00:03:40] And blew a smoke ring

[00:03:41] Into the blue Dallas heat haze

[00:03:44] 12

[00:03:45] 30

[00:03:45] He ground the Lucky Strike under the heel of his boot

[00:03:49] And calmly squeezed off three shots

[00:03:54] Lonnie put the camera back into its case

[00:04:05] And melted into the panic

[00:04:19] Lonnie Garamond was a loser

[00:04:25] Lonnie Garamond was a loser

[00:04:30] Lonnie Garamond was a loser

[00:04:38] And he really hated being that