[00:00.00] 作词 : Bruce Springsteen
[00:01.00] 作曲 : Bruce Springsteen
[00:16.23]I had a job, I had a girl
[00:19.73]I had something going mister in this world
[00:23.61]I got laid off down at the lumber yard
[00:27.80]Our love went bad, times got hard
[00:32.23]Now I work down at the carwash
[00:35.85]Where all it ever does is rain
[00:39.86]Don′t you feel like you′re a rider on a downbound train
[00:47.61]She just said "Joe I gotta go
[00:51.71]We had it once we ain′t got it any more"
[00:55.83]She packed her bags left me behind
[00:59.46]She bought a ticket on the Central Line
[01:03.55]Nights as I sleep, I hear that whistle whining
[01:07.55]I feel her kiss in the misty rain
[01:11.74]And I feel like I′m a rider on a downbound train
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[01:39.02]Last night I heard your voice
[01:41.77]You were crying, crying, you were so alone
[01:43.96]You said your love had never died
[01:48.84]You were waiting for me at home
[01:51.96]Put on my jacket, I ran through the woods
[01:56.09]I ran till I thought my chest would explode
[02:00.40]There in the clearing, beyond the highway
[02:04.49]In the moonlight, our wedding house shone
[02:08.12]I rushed through the yard, I burst through the front door
[02:12.12]My head pounding hard, up the stairs I climbed
[02:16.55]The room was dark, our bed was empty
[02:20.62]Then I heard that long whistle whine
[02:24.74]And I dropped to my knees, hung my head and cried
[02:32.37]Now I swing a sledge hammer on a railroad gang
[02:36.68]Knocking down them cross ties, working in the rain
[02:40.80]Now don′t it feel like you′re a rider on a downbound train
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作词 : Bruce Springsteen
作曲 : Bruce Springsteen
I had a job, I had a girl
I had something going mister in this world
I got laid off down at the lumber yard
Our love went bad, times got hard
Now I work down at the carwash
Where all it ever does is rain
Don′t you feel like you′re a rider on a downbound train
She just said "Joe I gotta go
We had it once we ain′t got it any more"
She packed her bags left me behind
She bought a ticket on the Central Line
Nights as I sleep, I hear that whistle whining
I feel her kiss in the misty rain
And I feel like I′m a rider on a downbound train
Last night I heard your voice
You were crying, crying, you were so alone
You said your love had never died
You were waiting for me at home
Put on my jacket, I ran through the woods
I ran till I thought my chest would explode
There in the clearing, beyond the highway
In the moonlight, our wedding house shone
I rushed through the yard, I burst through the front door
My head pounding hard, up the stairs I climbed
The room was dark, our bed was empty
Then I heard that long whistle whine
And I dropped to my knees, hung my head and cried
Now I swing a sledge hammer on a railroad gang
Knocking down them cross ties, working in the rain
Now don′t it feel like you′re a rider on a downbound train