| Song | Manhattan's Iron Horses (The Last Train Out) |
| Artist | Chamberlain |
| Album | The Moon My Saddle |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Moore, Rubenstein | |
| Strange voices calling me back home. | |
| I should not have come here alone. | |
| I called you from the station, | |
| the hands of your voice reached through the phone, | |
| saying "what took you so long." | |
| (Ride, ride, ride) | |
| This is the last train out, | |
| (Ride, ride, ride) | |
| I'm gonna ride it. | |
| When I get back to you | |
| we'll sit out back just like we used to, | |
| sit quietly trading eyes. | |
| We'll stay up for nights on end, | |
| you know we always outlived the lamplight; | |
| we'll get up and do it all again, again, and again. | |
| (Ride, ride, ride) | |
| This is the last train out, | |
| (Ride, ride, ride) | |
| I'm gonna ride it. | |
| Tonight a world is stretched out between us, | |
| before long we'll be laughing in the same room. | |
| All this pain will be a world away | |
| when all is said and done. | |
| My mind's on the tracks through the fields, | |
| and my heart is racing speed and steam. | |
| My soul is waking up out of a long-haul dream. | |
| I don't care how rough the track is. | |
| I'll cross bridges as they're falling down. | |
| There's no circumstance that can keep me away from you, | |
| no rainstorm I won't pull through. | |
| (Ride, ride, ride) | |
| This is the last train out, | |
| (Ride, ride, ride) | |
| I'm gonna ride it. |
| zuo qu : Moore, Rubenstein | |
| Strange voices calling me back home. | |
| I should not have come here alone. | |
| I called you from the station, | |
| the hands of your voice reached through the phone, | |
| saying " what took you so long." | |
| Ride, ride, ride | |
| This is the last train out, | |
| Ride, ride, ride | |
| I' m gonna ride it. | |
| When I get back to you | |
| we' ll sit out back just like we used to, | |
| sit quietly trading eyes. | |
| We' ll stay up for nights on end, | |
| you know we always outlived the lamplight | |
| we' ll get up and do it all again, again, and again. | |
| Ride, ride, ride | |
| This is the last train out, | |
| Ride, ride, ride | |
| I' m gonna ride it. | |
| Tonight a world is stretched out between us, | |
| before long we' ll be laughing in the same room. | |
| All this pain will be a world away | |
| when all is said and done. | |
| My mind' s on the tracks through the fields, | |
| and my heart is racing speed and steam. | |
| My soul is waking up out of a longhaul dream. | |
| I don' t care how rough the track is. | |
| I' ll cross bridges as they' re falling down. | |
| There' s no circumstance that can keep me away from you, | |
| no rainstorm I won' t pull through. | |
| Ride, ride, ride | |
| This is the last train out, | |
| Ride, ride, ride | |
| I' m gonna ride it. |
| zuò qǔ : Moore, Rubenstein | |
| Strange voices calling me back home. | |
| I should not have come here alone. | |
| I called you from the station, | |
| the hands of your voice reached through the phone, | |
| saying " what took you so long." | |
| Ride, ride, ride | |
| This is the last train out, | |
| Ride, ride, ride | |
| I' m gonna ride it. | |
| When I get back to you | |
| we' ll sit out back just like we used to, | |
| sit quietly trading eyes. | |
| We' ll stay up for nights on end, | |
| you know we always outlived the lamplight | |
| we' ll get up and do it all again, again, and again. | |
| Ride, ride, ride | |
| This is the last train out, | |
| Ride, ride, ride | |
| I' m gonna ride it. | |
| Tonight a world is stretched out between us, | |
| before long we' ll be laughing in the same room. | |
| All this pain will be a world away | |
| when all is said and done. | |
| My mind' s on the tracks through the fields, | |
| and my heart is racing speed and steam. | |
| My soul is waking up out of a longhaul dream. | |
| I don' t care how rough the track is. | |
| I' ll cross bridges as they' re falling down. | |
| There' s no circumstance that can keep me away from you, | |
| no rainstorm I won' t pull through. | |
| Ride, ride, ride | |
| This is the last train out, | |
| Ride, ride, ride | |
| I' m gonna ride it. |