| Song | Leather On My Shoes |
| Artist | Chris de Burgh |
| Album | Flying Colours |
| 作曲 : Chris De Burgh | |
| 作词 : DeBurgh | |
| I've got leather on my shoes, | |
| And I've got a dream to live, | |
| There is nothing left to lose, | |
| So I'm going, | |
| I've got a suitcase here in my hand, | |
| And I've got a hungry heart, | |
| And I'm going to join the millions, | |
| There before me, on the freedom road; | |
| No-one's coming to my door, | |
| And all my friends have gone, | |
| There's no work here anymore, | |
| It's deserted, | |
| And though | |
| I know I hate to leave, | |
| From this land that | |
| I love, There's a new tomorrow waiting, | |
| Yes it's shining on the freedom road, | |
| On the freedom road; | |
| Oh sometimes it's going to be lonely, | |
| Sometimes it will be sad, | |
| But I've got to keep on going, | |
| Until I hold that promised land, | |
| In the palm of my hand; | |
| Nothing ventured, nothing gained or won, | |
| Without a hard fight, | |
| We would never reach the sun, | |
| Without trying, | |
| And when we're a million miles from home, | |
| Out in the starry night, | |
| We will see we're not alone, | |
| In the heavens, out on freedom road, | |
| Out on freedom road, | |
| Out on freedom road... out on freedom road. |
| zuò qǔ : Chris De Burgh | |
| zuò cí : DeBurgh | |
| I' ve got leather on my shoes, | |
| And I' ve got a dream to live, | |
| There is nothing left to lose, | |
| So I' m going, | |
| I' ve got a suitcase here in my hand, | |
| And I' ve got a hungry heart, | |
| And I' m going to join the millions, | |
| There before me, on the freedom road | |
| Noone' s coming to my door, | |
| And all my friends have gone, | |
| There' s no work here anymore, | |
| It' s deserted, | |
| And though | |
| I know I hate to leave, | |
| From this land that | |
| I love, There' s a new tomorrow waiting, | |
| Yes it' s shining on the freedom road, | |
| On the freedom road | |
| Oh sometimes it' s going to be lonely, | |
| Sometimes it will be sad, | |
| But I' ve got to keep on going, | |
| Until I hold that promised land, | |
| In the palm of my hand | |
| Nothing ventured, nothing gained or won, | |
| Without a hard fight, | |
| We would never reach the sun, | |
| Without trying, | |
| And when we' re a million miles from home, | |
| Out in the starry night, | |
| We will see we' re not alone, | |
| In the heavens, out on freedom road, | |
| Out on freedom road, | |
| Out on freedom road... out on freedom road. |