| Song | Log Cabin Home In The Sky |
| Artist | The Incredible String Band |
| Album | Wee Tam |
| 作词 : Heron | |
| All around this wide country the winter it has now begun | |
| Now is the time to slip away from the California sun | |
| To a place where a man can be free as the wind | |
| As wild as the huskies' cry | |
| Now winter is nigh let us fly to my log cabin in the sky | |
| With snow piling all round the door | |
| And many a log on the stove | |
| Where the chickadee's singing a comforting song | |
| I'll show you it's you that I love | |
| O let the wolves howl, they won't find us here | |
| By a soft oil lamp we will lie | |
| Now there comes a time to every man | |
| When he must turn his back on the crowd | |
| When the glare of the lights gets much too bright | |
| And the music plays too loud | |
| When a man must run from the deeds he has done | |
| Recalling those days with a sigh. |
| zuò cí : Heron | |
| All around this wide country the winter it has now begun | |
| Now is the time to slip away from the California sun | |
| To a place where a man can be free as the wind | |
| As wild as the huskies' cry | |
| Now winter is nigh let us fly to my log cabin in the sky | |
| With snow piling all round the door | |
| And many a log on the stove | |
| Where the chickadee' s singing a comforting song | |
| I' ll show you it' s you that I love | |
| O let the wolves howl, they won' t find us here | |
| By a soft oil lamp we will lie | |
| Now there comes a time to every man | |
| When he must turn his back on the crowd | |
| When the glare of the lights gets much too bright | |
| And the music plays too loud | |
| When a man must run from the deeds he has done | |
| Recalling those days with a sigh. |