Indian Town
作曲 : Bruce Springsteen
'Cross the desert, the rain came hard and black
Two shovelheads rumblin' 'cross the railroad tracks
Sheriff steps out of his car, takes off his hat
And slowly looks around
Ostrich boots and a diamond ring
Scar on his cheek too deep to think
He steps up to the bar, orders a drink
I watch him as he shoots it down
I was just eighteen down in Indian Town
Billy was workin' as a hired hand
He was a Hopi in off the First Mesa
Weekends, we'd head into town for a drink and a dance
A little trouble and a look around
A woman with hair black as coal and eyes of blue
Stood in the street over a young kid with his leg shot through
Sheriff pushes his way through
Shakes his head as he looks down
In the spring, we'd ride the high desert
Through Seligman and Kingman on old 66
Make the poker run through Bullhead City
Into Laughlin and back around
I welded it outta cast iron, just like his ride
Stuck it into the ground, where he died
Marked on it his name and the day he was born
And the day he went down
On that white stretch of road outside of Indian Town
It was closing time, I was drunk
And she was somebody's wife
I was drunk, too drunk to see the knife
I felt a push, and I was on my back
Ceiling black and comin' down
Indian TownLRC歌词
[00:00.000] 作曲 : Bruce Springsteen
[00:03.624]'Cross the desert, the rain came hard and black
[00:08.271]Two shovelheads rumblin' 'cross the railroad tracks
[00:12.909]Sheriff steps out of his car, takes off his hat
[00:17.618]And slowly looks around
[00:22.338]Ostrich boots and a diamond ring
[00:26.355]Scar on his cheek too deep to think
[00:30.773]He steps up to the bar, orders a drink
[00:34.842]I watch him as he shoots it down
[00:38.906]I was just eighteen down in Indian Town
[00:48.313]Billy was workin' as a hired hand
[00:51.880]He was a Hopi in off the First Mesa
[00:56.029]Weekends, we'd head into town for a drink and a dance
[01:00.975]A little trouble and a look around
[01:05.089]A woman with hair black as coal and eyes of blue
[01:09.075]Stood in the street over a young kid with his leg shot through
[01:14.593]Sheriff pushes his way through
[01:18.309]Shakes his head as he looks down
[01:32.019]In the spring, we'd ride the high desert
[01:35.884]Through Seligman and Kingman on old 66
[01:40.707]Make the poker run through Bullhead City
[01:44.478]Into Laughlin and back around
[01:52.771]I welded it outta cast iron, just like his ride
[01:58.052]Stuck it into the ground, where he died
[02:02.475]Marked on it his name and the day he was born
[02:07.415]And the day he went down
[02:10.424]On that white stretch of road outside of Indian Town
[02:25.422]It was closing time, I was drunk
[02:27.831]And she was somebody's wife
[02:31.244]I was drunk, too drunk to see the knife
[02:35.371]I felt a push, and I was on my back
[02:39.103]Ceiling black and comin' down
