《For The Roses》歌词

[00:00:55] I heard it in the wind last night

[00:00:58] It sounded like applause

[00:01:02] Did you get a round resounding for you

[00:01:05] Way up here

[00:01:09] It seems like many dim years ago

[00:01:14] Since I heard that face to face

[00:01:18] Or seen you face to face

[00:01:21] Though tonight I can feel you here

[00:01:26] I get these notes

[00:01:31] On butterflies and lilac sprays

[00:01:33] From girls who just have to tell me

[00:01:39] They saw you somewhere

[00:01:56] In some office sits a poet

[00:02:00] And he trembles as he sings

[00:02:03] And he asks some guy

[00:02:06] To circulate his soul around

[00:02:11] On your mark red ribbon runner

[00:02:16] The caressing rev of motors

[00:02:20] Finely tuned like fancy women

[00:02:23] In thirties evening gowns

[00:02:29] Up the charts

[00:02:31] Off to the airport-

[00:02:32] Your name's in the news

[00:02:35] Everything's first class-

[00:02:38] The lights go down-

[00:02:40] And it's just you up there

[00:02:44] Getting them to feel like that

[00:03:00] Remember the days when you used to sit

[00:03:04] And make up your tunes for love

[00:03:09] And pour your simple sorrow

[00:03:12] To the soundhole and your knee

[00:03:16] And now you're seen

[00:03:18] On giant screens

[00:03:22] And at parties for the press

[00:03:26] And for people who have slices of you

[00:03:29] From the company

[00:03:34] They toss around your latest golden egg

[00:03:39] Speculation-well who's to know

[00:03:42] If the next one in the nest

[00:03:49] Will glitter for them so

[00:04:07] I guess I seem ungrateful

[00:04:10] With my teeth sunk in the hand

[00:04:15] That brings me things

[00:04:17] I really can't give up just yet

[00:04:24] Now I sit up here

[00:04:26] The critic

[00:04:29] And they introduce some band

[00:04:35] But they seem so much confetti

[00:04:38] Looking at them on my TV set

[00:04:44] Oh the power and the glory

[00:04:47] Just when you're getting a taste for worship

[00:04:51] They start bringing out the hammers

[00:04:59] And the boards

[00:05:01] And the nails

[00:05:17] I heard it in the wind last night

[00:05:21] It sounded like applause

[00:05:26] Chilly now

[00:05:27] End of summer

[00:05:29] No more shiny hot nights

[00:05:35] It was just the arbutus rustling

[00:05:40] And the bumping of the logs

[00:05:43] And the moon swept down black water

[00:05:52] Like an empty spotlight