| Song | Buttons and Bows |
| Artist | Michael Feinstein |
| Album | Livingston And Evans Songbook Featuring Michael Feinstein |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Ray Evans & Jay Livingston | |
| East is East | |
| And West is West | |
| And the wrong one I have chose. | |
| Let’s go where I’ll keep on wearin those frills and flowers and butons and bows, | |
| Rings and things and buttons and bows. | |
| Don’t bury me in this prairie, | |
| Take me where the cement grows. | |
| Let’s move down to some big town where they love a gal by the cut of her clothes, | |
| And I’ll stand out in buttons and bows. | |
| I love you in buckskin or skirts that you’ve homespun | |
| But I’ll love ya longer, stronger, | |
| Where your friends don’t tote a gun. | |
| My bones denounce the buck-board bounce and the cactus hurts my toes. | |
| Let’s vamoose whtere gals keep usin’ those silks and satins and linen that shows, | |
| And I’m all yours in but-tons and bows. | |
| Glim me eastern trimmi n’ where wonen are wonen in high silk hose and peekaboo clothes, | |
| And French perfume, that rocks the room, | |
| And I’m all yours in Buttons and Bows, | |
| Buttons and Bows, Buttons and Bows. | |
| 歌词大意: | |
| 别把我埋在荒草沟, | |
| 带我去找水泥楼。 | |
| 尽管城里的姑娘们, | |
| 穿戴漂亮而考究, | |
| 但我却爱你穿那自己织的土布衣裙, | |
| 再配上我穿戴着那特有的钮扣和领结, | |
| 太棒了。 |
| zuo ci : Ray Evans Jay Livingston | |
| East is East | |
| And West is West | |
| And the wrong one I have chose. | |
| Let' s go where I' ll keep on wearin those frills and flowers and butons and bows, | |
| Rings and things and buttons and bows. | |
| Don' t bury me in this prairie, | |
| Take me where the cement grows. | |
| Let' s move down to some big town where they love a gal by the cut of her clothes, | |
| And I' ll stand out in buttons and bows. | |
| I love you in buckskin or skirts that you' ve homespun | |
| But I' ll love ya longer, stronger, | |
| Where your friends don' t tote a gun. | |
| My bones denounce the buckboard bounce and the cactus hurts my toes. | |
| Let' s vamoose whtere gals keep usin' those silks and satins and linen that shows, | |
| And I' m all yours in buttons and bows. | |
| Glim me eastern trimmi n' where wonen are wonen in high silk hose and peekaboo clothes, | |
| And French perfume, that rocks the room, | |
| And I' m all yours in Buttons and Bows, | |
| Buttons and Bows, Buttons and Bows. | |
| ge ci da yi: | |
| bie ba wo mai zai huang cao gou, | |
| dai wo qu zhao shui ni lou. | |
| jin guan cheng li de gu niang men, | |
| chuan dai piao liang er kao jiu, | |
| dan wo que ai ni chuan na zi ji zhi de tu bu yi qun, | |
| zai pei shang wo chuan dai zhe na te you de niu kou he ling jie, | |
| tai bang le. |
| zuò cí : Ray Evans Jay Livingston | |
| East is East | |
| And West is West | |
| And the wrong one I have chose. | |
| Let' s go where I' ll keep on wearin those frills and flowers and butons and bows, | |
| Rings and things and buttons and bows. | |
| Don' t bury me in this prairie, | |
| Take me where the cement grows. | |
| Let' s move down to some big town where they love a gal by the cut of her clothes, | |
| And I' ll stand out in buttons and bows. | |
| I love you in buckskin or skirts that you' ve homespun | |
| But I' ll love ya longer, stronger, | |
| Where your friends don' t tote a gun. | |
| My bones denounce the buckboard bounce and the cactus hurts my toes. | |
| Let' s vamoose whtere gals keep usin' those silks and satins and linen that shows, | |
| And I' m all yours in buttons and bows. | |
| Glim me eastern trimmi n' where wonen are wonen in high silk hose and peekaboo clothes, | |
| And French perfume, that rocks the room, | |
| And I' m all yours in Buttons and Bows, | |
| Buttons and Bows, Buttons and Bows. | |
| gē cí dà yì: | |
| bié bǎ wǒ mái zài huāng cǎo gōu, | |
| dài wǒ qù zhǎo shuǐ ní lóu. | |
| jǐn guǎn chéng lǐ de gū niáng men, | |
| chuān dài piào liàng ér kǎo jiū, | |
| dàn wǒ què ài nǐ chuān nà zì jǐ zhī de tǔ bù yī qún, | |
| zài pèi shàng wǒ chuān dài zhe nà tè yǒu de niǔ kòu hé lǐng jié, | |
| tài bàng le. |