| Song | On My Way to Town |
| Artist | Nana Mouskouri |
| Album | A canadian tribute |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : McGarrigle | |
| On my way to town | |
| Got my money in my secret pocket | |
| On my way to town | |
| Until I get there I won't turn around | |
| I'm dropping pebbles in my tracks | |
| I will not get lost when I come back | |
| On my way to town | |
| Got my lunch tucked in another pocket | |
| On my way to town | |
| And I will only stop to wash it down | |
| Cool water is good enough | |
| Can't waste my gold on finer stuff | |
| Got to keep your mind on the maps | |
| Feet on the ground and eyes on the traps | |
| Jewels that shine and the pleasures that blind | |
| And ties that bind and you're left behind | |
| I know this road | |
| I was on it a long time ago | |
| I know this road | |
| And I know every mind that could explode | |
| You got to keep walking on through the rain | |
| Trees that shelther fall and bring you pain | |
| And when I get to town | |
| I will go straight to the market | |
| When I get to town | |
| I will do my best until the sun goes down | |
| And come the end of day | |
| I'll look for the stones I dropped along the way |
| zuo qu : McGarrigle | |
| On my way to town | |
| Got my money in my secret pocket | |
| On my way to town | |
| Until I get there I won' t turn around | |
| I' m dropping pebbles in my tracks | |
| I will not get lost when I come back | |
| On my way to town | |
| Got my lunch tucked in another pocket | |
| On my way to town | |
| And I will only stop to wash it down | |
| Cool water is good enough | |
| Can' t waste my gold on finer stuff | |
| Got to keep your mind on the maps | |
| Feet on the ground and eyes on the traps | |
| Jewels that shine and the pleasures that blind | |
| And ties that bind and you' re left behind | |
| I know this road | |
| I was on it a long time ago | |
| I know this road | |
| And I know every mind that could explode | |
| You got to keep walking on through the rain | |
| Trees that shelther fall and bring you pain | |
| And when I get to town | |
| I will go straight to the market | |
| When I get to town | |
| I will do my best until the sun goes down | |
| And come the end of day | |
| I' ll look for the stones I dropped along the way |
| zuò qǔ : McGarrigle | |
| On my way to town | |
| Got my money in my secret pocket | |
| On my way to town | |
| Until I get there I won' t turn around | |
| I' m dropping pebbles in my tracks | |
| I will not get lost when I come back | |
| On my way to town | |
| Got my lunch tucked in another pocket | |
| On my way to town | |
| And I will only stop to wash it down | |
| Cool water is good enough | |
| Can' t waste my gold on finer stuff | |
| Got to keep your mind on the maps | |
| Feet on the ground and eyes on the traps | |
| Jewels that shine and the pleasures that blind | |
| And ties that bind and you' re left behind | |
| I know this road | |
| I was on it a long time ago | |
| I know this road | |
| And I know every mind that could explode | |
| You got to keep walking on through the rain | |
| Trees that shelther fall and bring you pain | |
| And when I get to town | |
| I will go straight to the market | |
| When I get to town | |
| I will do my best until the sun goes down | |
| And come the end of day | |
| I' ll look for the stones I dropped along the way |