| Song | West Wye |
| Artist | Avail |
| Album | Front Porch Stories |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Avail | |
| sidetracked conveniently five steps from the mainline | |
| fresh off a grain porch drinking swill | |
| down from picking up in maine | |
| counting change | |
| "oh how i, i would do anything for that old junktrain to turn manifest | |
| and highball, yeah i'd sing that railroad song by the time the sun is setting | |
| in the west" | |
| no time or purpose as embers smolder | |
| holed up in pines of green | |
| pablo writes "dos" where mouths don't share what their eyes have seen | |
| "see those days are gone and i can't stand one more | |
| i've fought this war counting miles alone | |
| i've seen it all, every goddamn state | |
| out here son it's as rough as i have known" | |
| all i have known with sky above as home | |
| and ground beneath as bed is to ride fast | |
| live slow and without regret | |
| "i've got no time for regret | |
| those thoughts solve nothing in the end | |
| i've got blistered hands | |
| and lived full through rejection | |
| long endured | |
| 'cause i came up poor | |
| "hell no i, i wouldn't change a thing, those old junktrains all turn manifest | |
| and highball, yeah i'll sing that railroad song by the time | |
| the sun is setting in the west" |
| zuo ci : Avail | |
| sidetracked conveniently five steps from the mainline | |
| fresh off a grain porch drinking swill | |
| down from picking up in maine | |
| counting change | |
| " oh how i, i would do anything for that old junktrain to turn manifest | |
| and highball, yeah i' d sing that railroad song by the time the sun is setting | |
| in the west" | |
| no time or purpose as embers smolder | |
| holed up in pines of green | |
| pablo writes " dos" where mouths don' t share what their eyes have seen | |
| " see those days are gone and i can' t stand one more | |
| i' ve fought this war counting miles alone | |
| i' ve seen it all, every goddamn state | |
| out here son it' s as rough as i have known" | |
| all i have known with sky above as home | |
| and ground beneath as bed is to ride fast | |
| live slow and without regret | |
| " i' ve got no time for regret | |
| those thoughts solve nothing in the end | |
| i' ve got blistered hands | |
| and lived full through rejection | |
| long endured | |
| ' cause i came up poor | |
| " hell no i, i wouldn' t change a thing, those old junktrains all turn manifest | |
| and highball, yeah i' ll sing that railroad song by the time | |
| the sun is setting in the west" |
| zuò cí : Avail | |
| sidetracked conveniently five steps from the mainline | |
| fresh off a grain porch drinking swill | |
| down from picking up in maine | |
| counting change | |
| " oh how i, i would do anything for that old junktrain to turn manifest | |
| and highball, yeah i' d sing that railroad song by the time the sun is setting | |
| in the west" | |
| no time or purpose as embers smolder | |
| holed up in pines of green | |
| pablo writes " dos" where mouths don' t share what their eyes have seen | |
| " see those days are gone and i can' t stand one more | |
| i' ve fought this war counting miles alone | |
| i' ve seen it all, every goddamn state | |
| out here son it' s as rough as i have known" | |
| all i have known with sky above as home | |
| and ground beneath as bed is to ride fast | |
| live slow and without regret | |
| " i' ve got no time for regret | |
| those thoughts solve nothing in the end | |
| i' ve got blistered hands | |
| and lived full through rejection | |
| long endured | |
| ' cause i came up poor | |
| " hell no i, i wouldn' t change a thing, those old junktrains all turn manifest | |
| and highball, yeah i' ll sing that railroad song by the time | |
| the sun is setting in the west" |