| Song | Sweet Side - Live (2003/The Fillmore, San Francisco) |
| Artist | Lucinda Williams |
| Album | Live @ The Fillmore |
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| 作曲 : Lucinda Williams | |
| 作词 : Williams | |
| You run yourself ragged tryin' to be strong | |
| You feel bad when you done nothin' wrong | |
| Love got all confused with anger and pride | |
| So much abuse on such a little child | |
| Someone you trusted told you to shut up | |
| Now there's a pain in your gut that you can't get rid of | |
| No one heard your screams when you were nine | |
| When bad dreams filled your summertime | |
| So you don't always show your sweet side | |
| You don't always show your sweet side | |
| You don't always show your sweet side | |
| You don't always show your sweet side | |
| You're tough as steel and you keep your chin up | |
| You don't ever feel like you're good enough | |
| You've had the blues ever since you were six | |
| Your little tennis shoes and your pick-up sticks | |
| You were screamed at and kicked over and over | |
| Now you always feel sick and you can't keep a lover | |
| Every Christmas there were presents to unwrap | |
| But the things you witnessed when you were five and a half | |
| So you don't always show your sweet side | |
| You don't always show your sweet side | |
| You don't always show your sweet side | |
| You don't always show your sweet side | |
| Someone deserted you, the damage is done | |
| Now you don't deserve to be loved by no one | |
| Hands that would feed you when you were two | |
| Were the same hands that beat you black and blue | |
| You get defensive at every turn | |
| You're overly sensitive and overly concerned | |
| Few precious memories no lullabies | |
| Hollowed out centuries of lies | |
| You don't always show your sweet side | |
| You don't always show your sweet side | |
| You don't always show your sweet side | |
| You don't always show your sweet side | |
| I've seen you in the kitchen cookin' me supper | |
| I listened to you bitchin' and I watched you suffer | |
| I still love you baby 'cause I know you | |
| Don't mean to do the cruel things you do | |
| I've seen you sewin' buttons on your shirt | |
| I've seen you throwin' up when your stomach hurt | |
| I stick by you baby through thick and thin | |
| No matter what kind of shape you're in | |
| 'Cause I've seen your sweet side | |
| I've seen your sweet side | |
| I've seen your sweet side | |
| I've seen your sweet side | |
| I've seen your sweet side Baby | |
| I've seen your sweet side | |
| I've seen your sweet side Baby | |
| I've seen your sweet side |
| zuo qu : Lucinda Williams | |
| zuo ci : Williams | |
| You run yourself ragged tryin' to be strong | |
| You feel bad when you done nothin' wrong | |
| Love got all confused with anger and pride | |
| So much abuse on such a little child | |
| Someone you trusted told you to shut up | |
| Now there' s a pain in your gut that you can' t get rid of | |
| No one heard your screams when you were nine | |
| When bad dreams filled your summertime | |
| So you don' t always show your sweet side | |
| You don' t always show your sweet side | |
| You don' t always show your sweet side | |
| You don' t always show your sweet side | |
| You' re tough as steel and you keep your chin up | |
| You don' t ever feel like you' re good enough | |
| You' ve had the blues ever since you were six | |
| Your little tennis shoes and your pickup sticks | |
| You were screamed at and kicked over and over | |
| Now you always feel sick and you can' t keep a lover | |
| Every Christmas there were presents to unwrap | |
| But the things you witnessed when you were five and a half | |
| So you don' t always show your sweet side | |
| You don' t always show your sweet side | |
| You don' t always show your sweet side | |
| You don' t always show your sweet side | |
| Someone deserted you, the damage is done | |
| Now you don' t deserve to be loved by no one | |
| Hands that would feed you when you were two | |
| Were the same hands that beat you black and blue | |
| You get defensive at every turn | |
| You' re overly sensitive and overly concerned | |
| Few precious memories no lullabies | |
| Hollowed out centuries of lies | |
| You don' t always show your sweet side | |
| You don' t always show your sweet side | |
| You don' t always show your sweet side | |
| You don' t always show your sweet side | |
| I' ve seen you in the kitchen cookin' me supper | |
| I listened to you bitchin' and I watched you suffer | |
| I still love you baby ' cause I know you | |
| Don' t mean to do the cruel things you do | |
| I' ve seen you sewin' buttons on your shirt | |
| I' ve seen you throwin' up when your stomach hurt | |
| I stick by you baby through thick and thin | |
| No matter what kind of shape you' re in | |
| ' Cause I' ve seen your sweet side | |
| I' ve seen your sweet side | |
| I' ve seen your sweet side | |
| I' ve seen your sweet side | |
| I' ve seen your sweet side Baby | |
| I' ve seen your sweet side | |
| I' ve seen your sweet side Baby | |
| I' ve seen your sweet side |
| zuò qǔ : Lucinda Williams | |
| zuò cí : Williams | |
| You run yourself ragged tryin' to be strong | |
| You feel bad when you done nothin' wrong | |
| Love got all confused with anger and pride | |
| So much abuse on such a little child | |
| Someone you trusted told you to shut up | |
| Now there' s a pain in your gut that you can' t get rid of | |
| No one heard your screams when you were nine | |
| When bad dreams filled your summertime | |
| So you don' t always show your sweet side | |
| You don' t always show your sweet side | |
| You don' t always show your sweet side | |
| You don' t always show your sweet side | |
| You' re tough as steel and you keep your chin up | |
| You don' t ever feel like you' re good enough | |
| You' ve had the blues ever since you were six | |
| Your little tennis shoes and your pickup sticks | |
| You were screamed at and kicked over and over | |
| Now you always feel sick and you can' t keep a lover | |
| Every Christmas there were presents to unwrap | |
| But the things you witnessed when you were five and a half | |
| So you don' t always show your sweet side | |
| You don' t always show your sweet side | |
| You don' t always show your sweet side | |
| You don' t always show your sweet side | |
| Someone deserted you, the damage is done | |
| Now you don' t deserve to be loved by no one | |
| Hands that would feed you when you were two | |
| Were the same hands that beat you black and blue | |
| You get defensive at every turn | |
| You' re overly sensitive and overly concerned | |
| Few precious memories no lullabies | |
| Hollowed out centuries of lies | |
| You don' t always show your sweet side | |
| You don' t always show your sweet side | |
| You don' t always show your sweet side | |
| You don' t always show your sweet side | |
| I' ve seen you in the kitchen cookin' me supper | |
| I listened to you bitchin' and I watched you suffer | |
| I still love you baby ' cause I know you | |
| Don' t mean to do the cruel things you do | |
| I' ve seen you sewin' buttons on your shirt | |
| I' ve seen you throwin' up when your stomach hurt | |
| I stick by you baby through thick and thin | |
| No matter what kind of shape you' re in | |
| ' Cause I' ve seen your sweet side | |
| I' ve seen your sweet side | |
| I' ve seen your sweet side | |
| I' ve seen your sweet side | |
| I' ve seen your sweet side Baby | |
| I' ve seen your sweet side | |
| I' ve seen your sweet side Baby | |
| I' ve seen your sweet side |