[00:00.00] 作词 : Bob Dylan
[00:01.00] 作曲 : Bob Dylan
[00:08.73]There's guns across the river about to pound you
[00:15.02]There's a lawman on your trail like to surround you
[00:23.20]Bounty hunters are dancing all around you
[00:29.45]Billy, they don't like you to be so free.
[00:35.92]
[00:37.20]Camping out all night on the veranda
[00:44.07]Walking in the streets down by the hacienda
[00:50.25]Up to Boot Hill the like to send you
[00:57.80]Billy, don't you turn your back on me.
[01:03.29]
[01:05.57]There's mills inside the minds of crazy faces
[01:11.92]Bullet holes and rifles in their cases
[01:18.25]There is always one more notch in four more aces
[01:26.13]Billy, and you're playing all alone.
[01:31.52]
[01:32.68]Playing around with some sweet signorita
[01:39.11]Into her dark chamber she will greet you
[01:44.44]In the shadows of the maizes she will lead you
[01:52.56]Billy, and you're going all alone.
[02:00.37]
[02:00.81]They say that Pat Garrett's got your number
[02:06.77]So sleep with one eye open, when you wander
[02:13.28]Every little sound just might be thunder
[02:21.08]Thunder from the barrel of his gun.
[02:24.30]music
[02:54.25]
[02:55.26]There's always another stranger sneaking glances
[03:01.58]Some trigger-happy fool willing to take chances
[03:08.30]Some old whore from San Pedro'll make advances
[03:15.61]Advances on your spirit and your soul.
[03:21.74]
[03:23.05]The businessmen from Taos want you to go down
[03:29.58]So they've hired mister Garrett, he'll force you to slow down
[03:35.28]Billy, don't let it make you feel so low down
[03:42.03]To be hunted by the man who was your friend.
[03:45.34]
[03:48.55]So hang on to your woman, if you got one
[03:54.87]Remember in El Paso once you shot one
[04:01.25]I'll be in Santa Fe about one
[04:08.00]Billy, you've been running for so long.
[04:13.65]
[04:15.12]Gypsy queens will play your grand finale
[04:21.05]Way down in some Tularosa alley
[04:28.17]Maybe in La Rio Pecas valley
[04:34.69]Billy, you're so far away from home
[04:41.14]Billy, you're so far away from home
[04:45.62]end

作词 : Bob Dylan
作曲 : Bob Dylan
There's guns across the river about to pound you
There's a lawman on your trail like to surround you
Bounty hunters are dancing all around you
Billy, they don't like you to be so free.
Camping out all night on the veranda
Walking in the streets down by the hacienda
Up to Boot Hill the like to send you
Billy, don't you turn your back on me.
There's mills inside the minds of crazy faces
Bullet holes and rifles in their cases
There is always one more notch in four more aces
Billy, and you're playing all alone.
Playing around with some sweet signorita
Into her dark chamber she will greet you
In the shadows of the maizes she will lead you
Billy, and you're going all alone.
They say that Pat Garrett's got your number
So sleep with one eye open, when you wander
Every little sound just might be thunder
Thunder from the barrel of his gun.
music
There's always another stranger sneaking glances
Some trigger-happy fool willing to take chances
Some old whore from San Pedro'll make advances
Advances on your spirit and your soul.
The businessmen from Taos want you to go down
So they've hired mister Garrett, he'll force you to slow down
Billy, don't let it make you feel so low down
To be hunted by the man who was your friend.
So hang on to your woman, if you got one
Remember in El Paso once you shot one
I'll be in Santa Fe about one
Billy, you've been running for so long.
Gypsy queens will play your grand finale
Way down in some Tularosa alley
Maybe in La Rio Pecas valley
Billy, you're so far away from home
Billy, you're so far away from home
end