| 作词 : Henry | |
| The carriage horses stamp and fume | |
| Until all color's gone | |
| They leave the street in black and white | |
| And bring the evening coming on | |
| Lovers tug their way out of gloves | |
| Out of shoes, and gray chiffon | |
| The driver pulls his blanket high | |
| And pretends to look beyond | |
| Oh, pray for you, pray for me | |
| Sing it like a song | |
| Life is short but, by the grace of God | |
| This night is long | |
| Girls crowd into bathroom stalls | |
| The boys smoke in their cars | |
| The general, he's in civilian clothes | |
| Standing at the bar | |
| He waves at the deaf flower lady | |
| "Come sit by me, sweetheart" | |
| He draws a napkin battle plan | |
| Says, "this is where we start" | |
| Oh pray for you, pray for me | |
| Sing it like a song | |
| Life is sort but, by the grace of God | |
| This night is long | |
| There are no more hummingbirds | |
| Like there used to be | |
| They're fat and slow and careless now | |
| They've turned blue and mean | |
| And the parrots sound like monkeys | |
| Screaming from the trees | |
| As the decent people | |
| Fumble for their keys | |
| We used to spend the night in town | |
| Down by city hall | |
| And the water works of Irish Beach | |
| Just below the falls | |
| We'd walk down to the Park Hotel | |
| Past the Baptist Veteran's Mall | |
| Back then, a man in uniform | |
| Might mean anything at all | |
| Oh, pray for you, pray for me | |
| Sing it like a song | |
| Life is short but, by the grace or cruel heart of God | |
| The night is long |
| zuo ci : Henry | |
| The carriage horses stamp and fume | |
| Until all color' s gone | |
| They leave the street in black and white | |
| And bring the evening coming on | |
| Lovers tug their way out of gloves | |
| Out of shoes, and gray chiffon | |
| The driver pulls his blanket high | |
| And pretends to look beyond | |
| Oh, pray for you, pray for me | |
| Sing it like a song | |
| Life is short but, by the grace of God | |
| This night is long | |
| Girls crowd into bathroom stalls | |
| The boys smoke in their cars | |
| The general, he' s in civilian clothes | |
| Standing at the bar | |
| He waves at the deaf flower lady | |
| " Come sit by me, sweetheart" | |
| He draws a napkin battle plan | |
| Says, " this is where we start" | |
| Oh pray for you, pray for me | |
| Sing it like a song | |
| Life is sort but, by the grace of God | |
| This night is long | |
| There are no more hummingbirds | |
| Like there used to be | |
| They' re fat and slow and careless now | |
| They' ve turned blue and mean | |
| And the parrots sound like monkeys | |
| Screaming from the trees | |
| As the decent people | |
| Fumble for their keys | |
| We used to spend the night in town | |
| Down by city hall | |
| And the water works of Irish Beach | |
| Just below the falls | |
| We' d walk down to the Park Hotel | |
| Past the Baptist Veteran' s Mall | |
| Back then, a man in uniform | |
| Might mean anything at all | |
| Oh, pray for you, pray for me | |
| Sing it like a song | |
| Life is short but, by the grace or cruel heart of God | |
| The night is long |
| zuò cí : Henry | |
| The carriage horses stamp and fume | |
| Until all color' s gone | |
| They leave the street in black and white | |
| And bring the evening coming on | |
| Lovers tug their way out of gloves | |
| Out of shoes, and gray chiffon | |
| The driver pulls his blanket high | |
| And pretends to look beyond | |
| Oh, pray for you, pray for me | |
| Sing it like a song | |
| Life is short but, by the grace of God | |
| This night is long | |
| Girls crowd into bathroom stalls | |
| The boys smoke in their cars | |
| The general, he' s in civilian clothes | |
| Standing at the bar | |
| He waves at the deaf flower lady | |
| " Come sit by me, sweetheart" | |
| He draws a napkin battle plan | |
| Says, " this is where we start" | |
| Oh pray for you, pray for me | |
| Sing it like a song | |
| Life is sort but, by the grace of God | |
| This night is long | |
| There are no more hummingbirds | |
| Like there used to be | |
| They' re fat and slow and careless now | |
| They' ve turned blue and mean | |
| And the parrots sound like monkeys | |
| Screaming from the trees | |
| As the decent people | |
| Fumble for their keys | |
| We used to spend the night in town | |
| Down by city hall | |
| And the water works of Irish Beach | |
| Just below the falls | |
| We' d walk down to the Park Hotel | |
| Past the Baptist Veteran' s Mall | |
| Back then, a man in uniform | |
| Might mean anything at all | |
| Oh, pray for you, pray for me | |
| Sing it like a song | |
| Life is short but, by the grace or cruel heart of God | |
| The night is long |
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