Shirt

	作曲 : Goodrich, Mulvey
	light a fire
	burn up all you know
	you've had
	so much time just to
	let things go
	now you're
	burning letters out
	in the snow
	in your backyard

	years go rolling
	you're thirty three
	It's time
	for the cross
	or the bodhi tree
	but you'd
	like to cry when you
	skin your knee
	man's it's hard

	and it's the same old friends on new years eve
	the same snow falls on the same old leaves
	and there's the same old joy and the same old hurt
	same old corduroy shirt

	old storm windows,
	the broke-tail squirrel
	and the
	grocery lists and the
	skateboard girls
	and your
	rusty brain cells give you a twirl
	Oh no

	kitchen radio,
	coffee's on
	oh you'd
	like a month just to lean up on
	but this
	open road wants to
	get you gone
	off you go

	and it's the same old jar of car keys by the door
	the same old scuffed up floor
	the same old thirst for more until the put you in the dirt

	It's the same old nights alone
	the same old "Baby when you coming home?"
	to feel the same old joy, oh the same old hurt
	same old corduroy shirt
	same old corduroy shirt

	zuò qǔ : Goodrich, Mulvey
	light a fire
	burn up all you know
	you' ve had
	so much time just to
	let things go
	now you' re
	burning letters out
	in the snow
	in your backyard

	years go rolling
	you' re thirty three
	It' s time
	for the cross
	or the bodhi tree
	but you' d
	like to cry when you
	skin your knee
	man' s it' s hard

	and it' s the same old friends on new years eve
	the same snow falls on the same old leaves
	and there' s the same old joy and the same old hurt
	same old corduroy shirt

	old storm windows,
	the broketail squirrel
	and the
	grocery lists and the
	skateboard girls
	and your
	rusty brain cells give you a twirl
	Oh no

	kitchen radio,
	coffee' s on
	oh you' d
	like a month just to lean up on
	but this
	open road wants to
	get you gone
	off you go

	and it' s the same old jar of car keys by the door
	the same old scuffed up floor
	the same old thirst for more until the put you in the dirt

	It' s the same old nights alone
	the same old " Baby when you coming home?"
	to feel the same old joy, oh the same old hurt
	same old corduroy shirt
	same old corduroy shirt