| Song | Galveston Bay |
| Artist | Bruce Springsteen |
| Album | The Ghost Of Tom Joad |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Springsteen | |
| Lyrics:Bruce Springsteen Music:Bruce Springsteen | |
| Fifteen years Le Bing Son | |
| Fought side by side with the Americans | |
| In the mountains and deltas of Vietnam | |
| In '75 Saigon fell | |
| and he left his command | |
| And brought his family to the promised land | |
| Seabrook Texas and the small towns | |
| in the Gulf of Mexico | |
| It was delta country and reminded him of home | |
| He worked as a machinist, put his money away | |
| And bought a shrimp boat with his cousin | |
| And together they harvested Galveston Bay | |
| In the mornin' 'fore the sun come up | |
| He'd kiss his sleepin' daughter | |
| Steer out through the channel | |
| And casts his nets into the water | |
| Billy Sutter fought with Charlie Company | |
| In the highlands of Quang Tri | |
| He was wounded in the battle of Chu Lai | |
| And shipped home in '68 | |
| There he married and worked the gulf fishing grounds | |
| In a boat that'd been his father's | |
| In the morning he'd kiss his sleeping son | |
| And cast his nets into the water | |
| Billy sat in front of his TV as the south fell | |
| And the Communists rolled into Saigon | |
| He and his friends watched as the refugees came | |
| Settle on the same streets and worked the coast they grew up on | |
| Soon in the bars around the harbor was talk | |
| Of America for Americans | |
| Someone said, 'You want 'em out, you got to burn 'em out' | |
| And brought in the Texas klan | |
| One humid Texas night there were three shadows on the harbor | |
| Come to burn the Vietnamese boats into the sea | |
| In the fire's light shots rang out | |
| Two Texans lay dead on the ground | |
| Le stood with a pistol in his hand | |
| A jury acquitted him in self defense | |
| As before the judge he did stand | |
| But as he walked down the courthouse steps | |
| Billy said 'My friend, you're a dead man' | |
| One late summer night Le stood watch along the waterside | |
| Billy stood in the shadows | |
| His K-bar knife in his hand | |
| And the moon slipped behind the clouds | |
| Le lit a cigarette, the bay was as still as glass | |
| As he walked by Billy stuck his knife into his pocket | |
| Took a breath and let him pass | |
| In the early darkness Billy rose up | |
| Went into the kitchen for a drink of water | |
| Kissed his sleeping wife | |
| Headed into the channel | |
| And casts his nets into the water | |
| Of Galveston Bay |
| zuo ci : Springsteen | |
| Lyrics: Bruce Springsteen Music: Bruce Springsteen | |
| Fifteen years Le Bing Son | |
| Fought side by side with the Americans | |
| In the mountains and deltas of Vietnam | |
| In ' 75 Saigon fell | |
| and he left his command | |
| And brought his family to the promised land | |
| Seabrook Texas and the small towns | |
| in the Gulf of Mexico | |
| It was delta country and reminded him of home | |
| He worked as a machinist, put his money away | |
| And bought a shrimp boat with his cousin | |
| And together they harvested Galveston Bay | |
| In the mornin' ' fore the sun come up | |
| He' d kiss his sleepin' daughter | |
| Steer out through the channel | |
| And casts his nets into the water | |
| Billy Sutter fought with Charlie Company | |
| In the highlands of Quang Tri | |
| He was wounded in the battle of Chu Lai | |
| And shipped home in ' 68 | |
| There he married and worked the gulf fishing grounds | |
| In a boat that' d been his father' s | |
| In the morning he' d kiss his sleeping son | |
| And cast his nets into the water | |
| Billy sat in front of his TV as the south fell | |
| And the Communists rolled into Saigon | |
| He and his friends watched as the refugees came | |
| Settle on the same streets and worked the coast they grew up on | |
| Soon in the bars around the harbor was talk | |
| Of America for Americans | |
| Someone said, ' You want ' em out, you got to burn ' em out' | |
| And brought in the Texas klan | |
| One humid Texas night there were three shadows on the harbor | |
| Come to burn the Vietnamese boats into the sea | |
| In the fire' s light shots rang out | |
| Two Texans lay dead on the ground | |
| Le stood with a pistol in his hand | |
| A jury acquitted him in self defense | |
| As before the judge he did stand | |
| But as he walked down the courthouse steps | |
| Billy said ' My friend, you' re a dead man' | |
| One late summer night Le stood watch along the waterside | |
| Billy stood in the shadows | |
| His Kbar knife in his hand | |
| And the moon slipped behind the clouds | |
| Le lit a cigarette, the bay was as still as glass | |
| As he walked by Billy stuck his knife into his pocket | |
| Took a breath and let him pass | |
| In the early darkness Billy rose up | |
| Went into the kitchen for a drink of water | |
| Kissed his sleeping wife | |
| Headed into the channel | |
| And casts his nets into the water | |
| Of Galveston Bay |
| zuò cí : Springsteen | |
| Lyrics: Bruce Springsteen Music: Bruce Springsteen | |
| Fifteen years Le Bing Son | |
| Fought side by side with the Americans | |
| In the mountains and deltas of Vietnam | |
| In ' 75 Saigon fell | |
| and he left his command | |
| And brought his family to the promised land | |
| Seabrook Texas and the small towns | |
| in the Gulf of Mexico | |
| It was delta country and reminded him of home | |
| He worked as a machinist, put his money away | |
| And bought a shrimp boat with his cousin | |
| And together they harvested Galveston Bay | |
| In the mornin' ' fore the sun come up | |
| He' d kiss his sleepin' daughter | |
| Steer out through the channel | |
| And casts his nets into the water | |
| Billy Sutter fought with Charlie Company | |
| In the highlands of Quang Tri | |
| He was wounded in the battle of Chu Lai | |
| And shipped home in ' 68 | |
| There he married and worked the gulf fishing grounds | |
| In a boat that' d been his father' s | |
| In the morning he' d kiss his sleeping son | |
| And cast his nets into the water | |
| Billy sat in front of his TV as the south fell | |
| And the Communists rolled into Saigon | |
| He and his friends watched as the refugees came | |
| Settle on the same streets and worked the coast they grew up on | |
| Soon in the bars around the harbor was talk | |
| Of America for Americans | |
| Someone said, ' You want ' em out, you got to burn ' em out' | |
| And brought in the Texas klan | |
| One humid Texas night there were three shadows on the harbor | |
| Come to burn the Vietnamese boats into the sea | |
| In the fire' s light shots rang out | |
| Two Texans lay dead on the ground | |
| Le stood with a pistol in his hand | |
| A jury acquitted him in self defense | |
| As before the judge he did stand | |
| But as he walked down the courthouse steps | |
| Billy said ' My friend, you' re a dead man' | |
| One late summer night Le stood watch along the waterside | |
| Billy stood in the shadows | |
| His Kbar knife in his hand | |
| And the moon slipped behind the clouds | |
| Le lit a cigarette, the bay was as still as glass | |
| As he walked by Billy stuck his knife into his pocket | |
| Took a breath and let him pass | |
| In the early darkness Billy rose up | |
| Went into the kitchen for a drink of water | |
| Kissed his sleeping wife | |
| Headed into the channel | |
| And casts his nets into the water | |
| Of Galveston Bay |