| Song | I Had a King |
| Artist | Joni Mitchell |
| Album | Song to a Seagull |
| 作词 : Mitchell | |
| I had a king in a tenement castle | |
| Lately he's taken to painting the pastel walls brown | |
| He's taken the curtains down, he's swept with the broom of contempt | |
| And the rooms have an empty ring, he's cleaned with the tears | |
| Of an actor who fears for the laughter's sting- | |
| I can't go back there anymore | |
| You know my keys won't fit the door | |
| You know my thoughts don't fit the man | |
| They never can, they never can | |
| I had a king dressed in drip-dry and paisley | |
| Lately he's taken to saying | |
| I'm crazy and blind | |
| He lives in another time, ladies in | |
| Gingham still blush | |
| While he sings them of wars and wine | |
| But I in my leather and lacem | |
| I can never become that kind | |
| I can't go back there anymore | |
| You know my keys won't fit the door | |
| You know my thoughts don't fit the man | |
| They never can, they never can | |
| I had a king in a salt-rusted carriage | |
| Who carried me off to his country for marriage too soon | |
| Beware of the power of moons, there's no one to blame | |
| No there's no one to name as a traitor here | |
| The king's on the road and the queen's in the grove till the end of the year | |
| I can't go back there anymore | |
| You know my keys won't fit the door | |
| You know my thoughts don't fit the man | |
| They never can, they never can | |
| They never can, they never can |
| zuò cí : Mitchell | |
| I had a king in a tenement castle | |
| Lately he' s taken to painting the pastel walls brown | |
| He' s taken the curtains down, he' s swept with the broom of contempt | |
| And the rooms have an empty ring, he' s cleaned with the tears | |
| Of an actor who fears for the laughter' s sting | |
| I can' t go back there anymore | |
| You know my keys won' t fit the door | |
| You know my thoughts don' t fit the man | |
| They never can, they never can | |
| I had a king dressed in dripdry and paisley | |
| Lately he' s taken to saying | |
| I' m crazy and blind | |
| He lives in another time, ladies in | |
| Gingham still blush | |
| While he sings them of wars and wine | |
| But I in my leather and lacem | |
| I can never become that kind | |
| I can' t go back there anymore | |
| You know my keys won' t fit the door | |
| You know my thoughts don' t fit the man | |
| They never can, they never can | |
| I had a king in a saltrusted carriage | |
| Who carried me off to his country for marriage too soon | |
| Beware of the power of moons, there' s no one to blame | |
| No there' s no one to name as a traitor here | |
| The king' s on the road and the queen' s in the grove till the end of the year | |
| I can' t go back there anymore | |
| You know my keys won' t fit the door | |
| You know my thoughts don' t fit the man | |
| They never can, they never can | |
| They never can, they never can |