| Song | Race The Breeze - Remastered 2011 |
| Artist | Rory Gallagher |
| Album | Blueprint (Remastered 2011) |
| 作词 : Gallagher | |
| Well that sounds like the night train, blowin' its stack | |
| Spreading its wings on homeward track | |
| Arrived here this morning, won't be here for long | |
| As fast as a shooting star, that's' what them eight wheels are for | |
| Come on baby lets jump aboard | |
| It's a mean piece of transport baby | |
| You know that's no joke | |
| On board the aging gamble smiles as he peels | |
| The seal off a new deck, then he quietly deals | |
| Hands round the table from the bottom he slips three | |
| Watch yourself if you play this game the fastest card game on wheels | |
| Come on, won't you be there when it leaves | |
| Can't you hear them talkin' about it together we could race the breeze | |
| It shines out a light, in the darkest night | |
| To make us feel alright | |
| To make us feel alright | |
| I've prayed every night | |
| That you will wanna go there too | |
| Come on darlin', let's go | |
| Night is over as the dawn begins to crack | |
| Sounds like a hen hatching in a chicken shack | |
| Late last night | |
| I think I heard a lonely cry | |
| Heard the blind owl howling in a moonless sky | |
| Come onWon't you be there when it leaves | |
| Can't ya hear me talkin' | |
| Together we could race the breeze | |
| Old engine driver never stepped on the ground | |
| Got no degree in geography but he's been around | |
| Knows all the back lines, eyes can hardly see | |
| Don't tell this man to slow down' | |
| Cause he don't know what you mean | |
| Come onWon't you be there when it leaves | |
| Can't you hear me talkin baby | |
| Together we can race the breeze | |
| It shines out a light, in the darkest night | |
| To make us feel alright | |
| To make us feel alright | |
| I've prayed every night | |
| That you will wanna go there too | |
| AlrightWell that sounds like the night train, blowin' its stack | |
| Spreading its wheels on homeward track | |
| Arrived here this morning, won't be here for long | |
| As fast as a shooting star, that's' what them eight wheels are for | |
| Won't you be there when it leaves | |
| Can't you hear me talkin' baby | |
| Together we can race the breeze | |
| Can't you hear me talkin' baby | |
| Together we can race the breeze | |
| Can't you hear me talkin' baby | |
| Together we can race the breeze |
| zuò cí : Gallagher | |
| Well that sounds like the night train, blowin' its stack | |
| Spreading its wings on homeward track | |
| Arrived here this morning, won' t be here for long | |
| As fast as a shooting star, that' s' what them eight wheels are for | |
| Come on baby lets jump aboard | |
| It' s a mean piece of transport baby | |
| You know that' s no joke | |
| On board the aging gamble smiles as he peels | |
| The seal off a new deck, then he quietly deals | |
| Hands round the table from the bottom he slips three | |
| Watch yourself if you play this game the fastest card game on wheels | |
| Come on, won' t you be there when it leaves | |
| Can' t you hear them talkin' about it together we could race the breeze | |
| It shines out a light, in the darkest night | |
| To make us feel alright | |
| To make us feel alright | |
| I' ve prayed every night | |
| That you will wanna go there too | |
| Come on darlin', let' s go | |
| Night is over as the dawn begins to crack | |
| Sounds like a hen hatching in a chicken shack | |
| Late last night | |
| I think I heard a lonely cry | |
| Heard the blind owl howling in a moonless sky | |
| Come onWon' t you be there when it leaves | |
| Can' t ya hear me talkin' | |
| Together we could race the breeze | |
| Old engine driver never stepped on the ground | |
| Got no degree in geography but he' s been around | |
| Knows all the back lines, eyes can hardly see | |
| Don' t tell this man to slow down' | |
| Cause he don' t know what you mean | |
| Come onWon' t you be there when it leaves | |
| Can' t you hear me talkin baby | |
| Together we can race the breeze | |
| It shines out a light, in the darkest night | |
| To make us feel alright | |
| To make us feel alright | |
| I' ve prayed every night | |
| That you will wanna go there too | |
| AlrightWell that sounds like the night train, blowin' its stack | |
| Spreading its wheels on homeward track | |
| Arrived here this morning, won' t be here for long | |
| As fast as a shooting star, that' s' what them eight wheels are for | |
| Won' t you be there when it leaves | |
| Can' t you hear me talkin' baby | |
| Together we can race the breeze | |
| Can' t you hear me talkin' baby | |
| Together we can race the breeze | |
| Can' t you hear me talkin' baby | |
| Together we can race the breeze |