| Song | Walking into Clarksdale |
| Artist | Page & Plant |
| Album | Walking Into Clarksdale |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Jones, Lee, Page, Plant | |
| When i was born i was running | |
| As my feet hit the ground | |
| Before i could walk i was humming | |
| An old railroad sound | |
| Things didn't get much better | |
| When by the age of five | |
| They found me walking into clarksdale | |
| Trying to keep my friends alive | |
| No time for celebration | |
| There was no known cure | |
| Seems i was born and raised | |
| In the wrong killing floor | |
| And my loved ones gathered round see | |
| If the experiment had worked | |
| I was misplaced, out of time | |
| Priveleged and worse | |
| Oh, mama please | |
| Don't cry for me | |
| Tears to the river | |
| Tears to be free | |
| Now i see twelve white horses | |
| Walking in a line | |
| Moving east across the metal | |
| Bridge on highway 49 | |
| And standing in the shadows | |
| Of a burnt out motel | |
| The king of commerce mississippi waited | |
| With his hound from hell, oh | |
| A shiny noon riverboat taking | |
| Income from the poor | |
| It's floating by the levee in | |
| An artificial pool | |
| There's a six mile tailback | |
| Back on junction 304 | |
| A stranger at the crossroads | |
| Believe i've seen his face before | |
| Oh, | |
| Don't cry for me | |
| Tears fill the river | |
| Tears to be free | |
| Oh, i'm sad to be leaving | |
| The sun is going down and i really got to go now | |
| I'm sad to be leaving | |
| The sun's going down and i really got to go now | |
| Really got to go now | |
| I gotta go | |
| I've got to move | |
| I've got to move, yeah, ah | |
| I'm sad to be leaving | |
| Sun's going down and i really got to go now | |
| I'm sad to be leaving | |
| The sun's going down and i really got to go now, oh hoo hoo hoo | |
| I'm sad to be leaving | |
| Sun's going down and i really got to go now | |
| I'm sad to be leaving | |
| The sun's going down and i really got to go now | |
| Really got to go now, yeah | |
| Oh, gotta go now, yes | |
| Yes, gotta go now | |
| Yeah |
| zuo ci : Jones, Lee, Page, Plant | |
| When i was born i was running | |
| As my feet hit the ground | |
| Before i could walk i was humming | |
| An old railroad sound | |
| Things didn' t get much better | |
| When by the age of five | |
| They found me walking into clarksdale | |
| Trying to keep my friends alive | |
| No time for celebration | |
| There was no known cure | |
| Seems i was born and raised | |
| In the wrong killing floor | |
| And my loved ones gathered round see | |
| If the experiment had worked | |
| I was misplaced, out of time | |
| Priveleged and worse | |
| Oh, mama please | |
| Don' t cry for me | |
| Tears to the river | |
| Tears to be free | |
| Now i see twelve white horses | |
| Walking in a line | |
| Moving east across the metal | |
| Bridge on highway 49 | |
| And standing in the shadows | |
| Of a burnt out motel | |
| The king of commerce mississippi waited | |
| With his hound from hell, oh | |
| A shiny noon riverboat taking | |
| Income from the poor | |
| It' s floating by the levee in | |
| An artificial pool | |
| There' s a six mile tailback | |
| Back on junction 304 | |
| A stranger at the crossroads | |
| Believe i' ve seen his face before | |
| Oh, | |
| Don' t cry for me | |
| Tears fill the river | |
| Tears to be free | |
| Oh, i' m sad to be leaving | |
| The sun is going down and i really got to go now | |
| I' m sad to be leaving | |
| The sun' s going down and i really got to go now | |
| Really got to go now | |
| I gotta go | |
| I' ve got to move | |
| I' ve got to move, yeah, ah | |
| I' m sad to be leaving | |
| Sun' s going down and i really got to go now | |
| I' m sad to be leaving | |
| The sun' s going down and i really got to go now, oh hoo hoo hoo | |
| I' m sad to be leaving | |
| Sun' s going down and i really got to go now | |
| I' m sad to be leaving | |
| The sun' s going down and i really got to go now | |
| Really got to go now, yeah | |
| Oh, gotta go now, yes | |
| Yes, gotta go now | |
| Yeah |
| zuò cí : Jones, Lee, Page, Plant | |
| When i was born i was running | |
| As my feet hit the ground | |
| Before i could walk i was humming | |
| An old railroad sound | |
| Things didn' t get much better | |
| When by the age of five | |
| They found me walking into clarksdale | |
| Trying to keep my friends alive | |
| No time for celebration | |
| There was no known cure | |
| Seems i was born and raised | |
| In the wrong killing floor | |
| And my loved ones gathered round see | |
| If the experiment had worked | |
| I was misplaced, out of time | |
| Priveleged and worse | |
| Oh, mama please | |
| Don' t cry for me | |
| Tears to the river | |
| Tears to be free | |
| Now i see twelve white horses | |
| Walking in a line | |
| Moving east across the metal | |
| Bridge on highway 49 | |
| And standing in the shadows | |
| Of a burnt out motel | |
| The king of commerce mississippi waited | |
| With his hound from hell, oh | |
| A shiny noon riverboat taking | |
| Income from the poor | |
| It' s floating by the levee in | |
| An artificial pool | |
| There' s a six mile tailback | |
| Back on junction 304 | |
| A stranger at the crossroads | |
| Believe i' ve seen his face before | |
| Oh, | |
| Don' t cry for me | |
| Tears fill the river | |
| Tears to be free | |
| Oh, i' m sad to be leaving | |
| The sun is going down and i really got to go now | |
| I' m sad to be leaving | |
| The sun' s going down and i really got to go now | |
| Really got to go now | |
| I gotta go | |
| I' ve got to move | |
| I' ve got to move, yeah, ah | |
| I' m sad to be leaving | |
| Sun' s going down and i really got to go now | |
| I' m sad to be leaving | |
| The sun' s going down and i really got to go now, oh hoo hoo hoo | |
| I' m sad to be leaving | |
| Sun' s going down and i really got to go now | |
| I' m sad to be leaving | |
| The sun' s going down and i really got to go now | |
| Really got to go now, yeah | |
| Oh, gotta go now, yes | |
| Yes, gotta go now | |
| Yeah |