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[00:00.000] 作曲 : Willi Carlisle
[00:12.896]Turned around in Tidewater or all alone in Pueblo
[00:17.157]I been drivin' with a deathwish down mountains on my phone
[00:22.266]Half the places I been might be laced with psilocybin
[00:26.749]I been dreamin' of a country I saw at the rodeo
[00:31.240]Packed a bowl in the Bojangles 'cause Tennessee's so cold
[00:36.522]Charlottesville by sundown's a nightmare to behold
[00:40.893]There's an old-time dame with a twisty name, I couldn't read it if she wrote it
[00:45.514]She's got a black-powder revolver, wants to see if it's still loaded
[00:52.362]I been called by a higher lonesome than low as low can be
[01:01.646]You can write it on my tombstone, outlaw life looks pretty wholesome
[01:06.500]When you pay the price in foolishness it takes to get you free
[01:11.999]Higher lonesome, kill the bitter parts of me
[01:28.105]Codependents, SLA, and AL-Anon, they all know how I felt for ya
[01:33.306]Felt it in my guts before two steps in Philadelphia
[01:37.780]With every coin the joiners get, they're farther from the pain of it
[01:42.530]With all the hurtin' that we did, it's a shame no coin will pay for it
[01:47.268]I think I fell in love again on a walk in city park
[01:51.590]Jodorowsky on the tiny screen and zig-zags dark
[01:56.157]And I figured I should let it go or give it a couple days
[02:00.794]It's a ton of bricks in Minneapolis, she don't know my last name
[02:07.148]But I been called by a higher lonesome than low as low can be
[02:16.588]You can write it on my tombstone, outlaw life looks pretty wholesome
[02:21.623]When you pay the price in foolishness it takes to get you free
[02:27.159]Higher lonesome, kill the bitter parts of me
[02:42.703]I saw the darkness comin' at me in a Jeff City motel
[02:47.927]There was writing on the mirror, said you messed up, so go to hell
[02:52.427]Cormier's pills were on me still, and her letter just half-read
[02:57.114]By the time the sun was up, I just got breakfast instead
[03:01.665]I wish I could call the old folks that aren't with us anymore
[03:06.032]I feel Granny dancing recklessly at the Floyd County Store
[03:10.655]And the artist has his suffering, and the gods will have their pain
[03:15.188]By the time the ride is over, I'm sure I'll ask to ride again
[03:19.694]To see the snowfall in Wyoming strung out on Johno's Coke
[03:24.494]Keep a mailbox in Nebraska so I know that Laura knows
[03:29.178]She can write a letter once a year and say that we're still close
[03:33.730]I can put my sins on Benjamin, hear the songs he wrote
[03:38.096]See, I don't want to hit rock bottom just to see how deep it goes
[03:42.898]Shine a light on six feet under so I ain't afraid to go
[03:47.431]Prove in fact it is as lovely as can be
[03:51.564]When higher lonesome kills the bitter parts of me
[03:56.423]I been called by a higher lonesome
[04:01.160]Higher lonesome, kill the bitter parts of me
文本歌词
作曲 : Willi Carlisle
Turned around in Tidewater or all alone in Pueblo
I been drivin' with a deathwish down mountains on my phone
Half the places I been might be laced with psilocybin
I been dreamin' of a country I saw at the rodeo
Packed a bowl in the Bojangles 'cause Tennessee's so cold
Charlottesville by sundown's a nightmare to behold
There's an old-time dame with a twisty name, I couldn't read it if she wrote it
She's got a black-powder revolver, wants to see if it's still loaded
I been called by a higher lonesome than low as low can be
You can write it on my tombstone, outlaw life looks pretty wholesome
When you pay the price in foolishness it takes to get you free
Higher lonesome, kill the bitter parts of me
Codependents, SLA, and AL-Anon, they all know how I felt for ya
Felt it in my guts before two steps in Philadelphia
With every coin the joiners get, they're farther from the pain of it
With all the hurtin' that we did, it's a shame no coin will pay for it
I think I fell in love again on a walk in city park
Jodorowsky on the tiny screen and zig-zags dark
And I figured I should let it go or give it a couple days
It's a ton of bricks in Minneapolis, she don't know my last name
But I been called by a higher lonesome than low as low can be
You can write it on my tombstone, outlaw life looks pretty wholesome
When you pay the price in foolishness it takes to get you free
Higher lonesome, kill the bitter parts of me
I saw the darkness comin' at me in a Jeff City motel
There was writing on the mirror, said you messed up, so go to hell
Cormier's pills were on me still, and her letter just half-read
By the time the sun was up, I just got breakfast instead
I wish I could call the old folks that aren't with us anymore
I feel Granny dancing recklessly at the Floyd County Store
And the artist has his suffering, and the gods will have their pain
By the time the ride is over, I'm sure I'll ask to ride again
To see the snowfall in Wyoming strung out on Johno's Coke
Keep a mailbox in Nebraska so I know that Laura knows
She can write a letter once a year and say that we're still close
I can put my sins on Benjamin, hear the songs he wrote
See, I don't want to hit rock bottom just to see how deep it goes
Shine a light on six feet under so I ain't afraid to go
Prove in fact it is as lovely as can be
When higher lonesome kills the bitter parts of me
I been called by a higher lonesome
Higher lonesome, kill the bitter parts of me