Song | Reno, Nevada |
Artist | Fairport Convention |
Album | Heyday - BBC Radio Sessions 1968-1969 |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Richard Farina | |
It's a long, long way down to Reno, Nevada | |
It's a long, long way to your home | |
And the change in your pocket is beginning to grumble | |
And you reap just about what you've sown | |
You can walk down the street, pass your face in the window | |
You can go on fooling around | |
You can work night and day, take a chance on promotion | |
You can fall through a hole in the ground | |
Well there ain't no game like the game that you're playing | |
When you got a little something to lose | |
And there ain't no time, like the time you been wasting | |
And you waste just about what you choose | |
There's a man at the table and you know he's been able | |
To return all the odds that you lay | |
But you can't feed your hunger and you ain't getting younger | |
Your tongue ain't got nothing to say | |
It's a long, long way down to Reno, Nevada | |
It's a long, long way to your home | |
and the ground underneath you is beginning to crumble | |
And the sky up above you has grown | |
There's a time to be grieving and a time to be screaming | |
And a time just to stroll the wall | |
But you ain't got the double, and it ain't worth the trouble | |
Your feet are going nowhere at all |
zuo qu : Richard Farina | |
It' s a long, long way down to Reno, Nevada | |
It' s a long, long way to your home | |
And the change in your pocket is beginning to grumble | |
And you reap just about what you' ve sown | |
You can walk down the street, pass your face in the window | |
You can go on fooling around | |
You can work night and day, take a chance on promotion | |
You can fall through a hole in the ground | |
Well there ain' t no game like the game that you' re playing | |
When you got a little something to lose | |
And there ain' t no time, like the time you been wasting | |
And you waste just about what you choose | |
There' s a man at the table and you know he' s been able | |
To return all the odds that you lay | |
But you can' t feed your hunger and you ain' t getting younger | |
Your tongue ain' t got nothing to say | |
It' s a long, long way down to Reno, Nevada | |
It' s a long, long way to your home | |
and the ground underneath you is beginning to crumble | |
And the sky up above you has grown | |
There' s a time to be grieving and a time to be screaming | |
And a time just to stroll the wall | |
But you ain' t got the double, and it ain' t worth the trouble | |
Your feet are going nowhere at all |
zuò qǔ : Richard Farina | |
It' s a long, long way down to Reno, Nevada | |
It' s a long, long way to your home | |
And the change in your pocket is beginning to grumble | |
And you reap just about what you' ve sown | |
You can walk down the street, pass your face in the window | |
You can go on fooling around | |
You can work night and day, take a chance on promotion | |
You can fall through a hole in the ground | |
Well there ain' t no game like the game that you' re playing | |
When you got a little something to lose | |
And there ain' t no time, like the time you been wasting | |
And you waste just about what you choose | |
There' s a man at the table and you know he' s been able | |
To return all the odds that you lay | |
But you can' t feed your hunger and you ain' t getting younger | |
Your tongue ain' t got nothing to say | |
It' s a long, long way down to Reno, Nevada | |
It' s a long, long way to your home | |
and the ground underneath you is beginning to crumble | |
And the sky up above you has grown | |
There' s a time to be grieving and a time to be screaming | |
And a time just to stroll the wall | |
But you ain' t got the double, and it ain' t worth the trouble | |
Your feet are going nowhere at all |