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【 The Real Thing 】【 英文 】【 1970 】

1.California Dreams
2.Maggie (I Wish We'd Never Met)
3.Real Thing (More Than A Memory)
4.Singer Of Sad Songs
5.Sunday Morning Coming Down



1.California Dreams (修改)

Let me carry that old suitcase hon
And here's my hat to shade your pretty head from the sun
Let's keep moving down the road that has no end it seems
For a long time we've been dreaming California dreams
Where the sands're gold and blue the sea money grows from every tree
It's always there for you and me California dreams

This old road gets longer every mile
And honey I know this is no place for a woman with child
But soon we'll have someone to share our plans and our schemes
And our baby will be a part of California dreams
I should have known this would be too much for you
But I thank you honey for lovin' me enough to come along cause your love is so true
And it just won't be the same when I'll reach California's shining sea
Cause without you there beside me there's just no California dreams
Where the sands're gold...
California dreams California dreams




2.Maggie (I Wish We'd Never Met) (修改)

Maggie how I wish we'd never met never kissed or tried to fall in love
For Maggie fashion's not the same as love it's just a game we're soon tired of
We were too young to marry anyhow hot blood was all there was between us
Now there's the kids a house and more than bills to pay
It breaks my heart we're not in love
Maggie Maggie how I wish we'd never met
Maggie many tears ago love we thought would grow was dead and gone
Maggie it's hard to pretend when things that need to end keep draggin' on
It's not quite fair to raise our kids like this
They're not too young to know we're fakin'
But nothing's ever said out loud and time takes on
Clean to the bone our souls're achin'
Maggie Maggie how I wish we'd never met Maggie Maggie




3.Real Thing (More Than A Memory) (修改)

(It's gonna take a lot more than a memory for I had the real thing too long)
I keep telling myself I'll be all right with the mem'ry that you left behind
But it will take a lot more than a memory to keep me from losin' my mind
My memories won't last as a shield from the past
They break down and cry out when we're alone
I need a lot more than a memory for I had the real thing too long
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For a while I can pull myself together with a mem'ry and a drink for my heart
But it will take a lot more than a memory to keep me from falling apart




4.Singer Of Sad Songs (修改)

Widow Jones couldn't make it on her own
Frank was 'lectrafied leaving six kids half grown
In her misery she sent for me the singer of sad songs
And I sympathized and eulogized Frank Jones
And she cried singer of sad songs I need your services today
Doctor of broken hearts
I'll wash your clothes and mend your socks for your pay
Farmer Brown had always dreamed of city lights
Mini skirts on pretty girls were in his sights
So one early morn he left his corn to harvest a field of sin
Mrs Brown called me shortly after three a.m.
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And she cried singer of sad songs I need your services today
Doctor of broken hearts got some early hybrid corn for your pay
Lovely Lucy sat there sippin' a glass of wine
She was at the church waitin' till after nine
But the groom to be was somewhere free with a case of yellow spine
Lovely Lucy is still a virgin and that's a crime
And she cried singer of sad songs I need your services today
Doctor of broken hearts got a slightly used diamond for your pay




5.Sunday Morning Coming Down (修改)

In the park I see a daddy with the laughin' little girl that he's a swinging
And I stop beside a Sunday school and listen to the song they're singing
I'm headin' back for home and somewhere far away a lonely bell is ringing
And it echoes through the city like my disappearing dreams of yesterday
On the Sunday morning sidewalk wishing Lord that I was home
Cause there's something bout a Sunday makes a body feel alone
And there's nothing sure to dying half as lonesome as the sound
On a sleeping city sidewalk Sunday morning coming down

I smoked so much the night before my mouth feels like an ashtray I've been licking
Now I light my first and watch a small kid cussin' at the can he's been a kicking
I cross the empty street and catch the Sunday smell of someone fryin' chicken
And it takes me back to something that I'd lost somehow somewhere along the way
On the Sunday morning sidewalk...
On the Sunday morning sidewalk...

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