| Song | Motorpsycho Nightmare |
| Artist | Bob Dylan |
| Album | Another Side Of Bob Dylan |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:00.00] | 作词 : Dylan |
| [00:02.74] | Bob Dylan - Motorpsycho nitemare |
| [00:05.15] | I pounded on a farmhouse |
| [00:07.21] | Lookin' for a place to stay |
| [00:09.40] | I was mighty, mighty tired |
| [00:11.59] | I had come a long, long way |
| [00:14.03] | I said, "Hey, hey, in there |
| [00:16.03] | Is there anybody home ? |
| [00:18.46] | I was standin' on the steps |
| [00:20.90] | Feelin' must alone |
| [00:23.15] | Well, out comes a farmer |
| [00:25.15] | He must have thought that I was nuts |
| [00:27.78] | He immediately looked at me |
| [00:29.59] | And stuck a gun into my guts |
| [00:32.28] | |
| [00:33.59] | I fell down |
| [00:34.84] | To my bended knees |
| [00:37.65] | Saying, "I dig farmers |
| [00:39.65] | Don't shoot me please" |
| [00:42.28] | He cocked his rifle |
| [00:44.09] | And began to shout |
| [00:46.28] | "You're that travelin' salesman |
| [00:48.53] | That I have heard about" |
| [00:51.03] | I said, "No ! No ! No ! |
| [00:52.96] | I'm a doctor and it's true |
| [00:55.15] | I'm a clean-cut kid |
| [00:57.34] | And I been to college too". |
| [01:01.78] | |
| [01:02.35] | Then in comes his daughter |
| [01:04.15] | Whose name was Rita |
| [01:06.46] | She looked like she stepped out of |
| [01:08.90] | La Dolce Vita |
| [01:11.71] | I immediately tried to cool it |
| [01:13.90] | With her dad |
| [01:16.09] | And told him what a |
| [01:17.34] | Nice, pretty farm he had |
| [01:20.59] | He said, "What do doctors |
| [01:22.15] | Know about farms, pray tell ?" |
| [01:24.53] | I said, "I was born |
| [01:25.78] | At the bottom of a wishing well". |
| [01:28.90] | |
| [01:32.65] | Well, by the dirt 'neath my nails |
| [01:35.03] | I guess he knew I wouldn't lie |
| [01:38.34] | He said "I guess, you're tired" |
| [01:40.59] | He said, kinds sly |
| [01:42.65] | I said, "Yes, ten thousand miles |
| [01:44.78] | Today I drove" |
| [01:47.03] | He said, "I got a bed for you |
| [01:49.46] | Underneath the stove |
| [01:51.71] | Just one condition |
| [01:53.34] | You got to sleep right now |
| [01:55.59] | That you don't touch my daughter |
| [01:57.84] | And in the morning, milk the cow". |
| [02:00.09] | |
| [02:03.34] | I was sleepin' like a rat |
| [02:05.78] | When I heard something jerkin' |
| [02:08.09] | There stood Rita |
| [02:09.96] | Lookin' just like Tony Perkins |
| [02:12.59] | She said, "Would you like to take a shower ? |
| [02:15.34] | I'll show you up to the door" |
| [02:17.59] | I said, "Oh, no, no |
| [02:19.15] | I've been through this movie before |
| [02:23.59] | I knew I had to split |
| [02:25.78] | But I didn't know how |
| [02:28.03] | When she said, |
| [02:29.40] | "Would you like to take that shower now ?" |
| [02:33.71] | |
| [02:36.21] | Well, I couldn't leave |
| [02:38.03] | Unless the old man chased me out |
| [02:40.34] | 'Cause I'd already promised |
| [02:42.65] | That I'd milk his cows |
| [02:45.21] | I had to say something |
| [02:47.03] | To strike him very weird |
| [02:49.53] | So I yelled out |
| [02:50.65] | "I like Fidel Castro and his beard" |
| [02:54.15] | Rita looked offended |
| [02:55.78] | But she got out of the way |
| [02:58.15] | As he came charging down the stairs |
| [03:00.46] | Sayin', "What's that I heard you say ?" |
| [03:02.84] | |
| [03:04.03] | I said, "I like Fidel Castro I think you heard me right" |
| [03:08.09] | And I ducked as he swung |
| [03:10.09] | At me with all his might |
| [03:12.96] | Rita mumbled something |
| [03:14.46] | 'Bout her mother on the hill |
| [03:17.09] | As his fist hit the icebox |
| [03:19.65] | He said he's going to kill me |
| [03:21.78] | If I don't get out of the door |
| [03:23.90] | In two seconds flat |
| [03:26.09] | "Your unpatriotic |
| [03:27.96] | Rotten doctor Commie rat". |
| [03:30.90] | |
| [03:31.96] | Well, he threw a Reader's Digest |
| [03:33.65] | At my head and I did run |
| [03:36.09] | I did a somersault |
| [03:37.84] | As I seen him get his gun |
| [03:40.46] | And chrashed through the window |
| [03:42.21] | At a hundred miles an hour |
| [03:44.84] | And landed fully blast |
| [03:46.90] | In his garden flowers |
| [03:49.34] | Rita said, "Come back" |
| [03:51.28] | And he started to load |
| [03:53.59] | The sun was comin' up |
| [03:55.34] | And I was runnin' down the road. |
| [03:57.78] | |
| [04:00.90] | Well, I don't figure I'll be back |
| [04:03.71] | There for a spell |
| [04:05.71] | Even though Rita moved away |
| [04:07.59] | And got a job in a motel |
| [04:10.28] | He still waits for me |
| [04:12.03] | Constant on the sky |
| [04:14.78] | He wants to turn me in |
| [04:16.53] | To the FBI |
| [04:19.28] | Me, I romp and stomping |
| [04:21.21] | Thankful as a romp |
| [04:23.34] | Without freedom of speech |
| [04:25.90] | I might be in the swamp. |
| [00:00.00] | zuo ci : Dylan |
| [00:02.74] | Bob Dylan Motorpsycho nitemare |
| [00:05.15] | I pounded on a farmhouse |
| [00:07.21] | Lookin' for a place to stay |
| [00:09.40] | I was mighty, mighty tired |
| [00:11.59] | I had come a long, long way |
| [00:14.03] | I said, " Hey, hey, in there |
| [00:16.03] | Is there anybody home ? |
| [00:18.46] | I was standin' on the steps |
| [00:20.90] | Feelin' must alone |
| [00:23.15] | Well, out comes a farmer |
| [00:25.15] | He must have thought that I was nuts |
| [00:27.78] | He immediately looked at me |
| [00:29.59] | And stuck a gun into my guts |
| [00:32.28] | |
| [00:33.59] | I fell down |
| [00:34.84] | To my bended knees |
| [00:37.65] | Saying, " I dig farmers |
| [00:39.65] | Don' t shoot me please" |
| [00:42.28] | He cocked his rifle |
| [00:44.09] | And began to shout |
| [00:46.28] | " You' re that travelin' salesman |
| [00:48.53] | That I have heard about" |
| [00:51.03] | I said, " No ! No ! No ! |
| [00:52.96] | I' m a doctor and it' s true |
| [00:55.15] | I' m a cleancut kid |
| [00:57.34] | And I been to college too". |
| [01:01.78] | |
| [01:02.35] | Then in comes his daughter |
| [01:04.15] | Whose name was Rita |
| [01:06.46] | She looked like she stepped out of |
| [01:08.90] | La Dolce Vita |
| [01:11.71] | I immediately tried to cool it |
| [01:13.90] | With her dad |
| [01:16.09] | And told him what a |
| [01:17.34] | Nice, pretty farm he had |
| [01:20.59] | He said, " What do doctors |
| [01:22.15] | Know about farms, pray tell ?" |
| [01:24.53] | I said, " I was born |
| [01:25.78] | At the bottom of a wishing well". |
| [01:28.90] | |
| [01:32.65] | Well, by the dirt ' neath my nails |
| [01:35.03] | I guess he knew I wouldn' t lie |
| [01:38.34] | He said " I guess, you' re tired" |
| [01:40.59] | He said, kinds sly |
| [01:42.65] | I said, " Yes, ten thousand miles |
| [01:44.78] | Today I drove" |
| [01:47.03] | He said, " I got a bed for you |
| [01:49.46] | Underneath the stove |
| [01:51.71] | Just one condition |
| [01:53.34] | You got to sleep right now |
| [01:55.59] | That you don' t touch my daughter |
| [01:57.84] | And in the morning, milk the cow". |
| [02:00.09] | |
| [02:03.34] | I was sleepin' like a rat |
| [02:05.78] | When I heard something jerkin' |
| [02:08.09] | There stood Rita |
| [02:09.96] | Lookin' just like Tony Perkins |
| [02:12.59] | She said, " Would you like to take a shower ? |
| [02:15.34] | I' ll show you up to the door" |
| [02:17.59] | I said, " Oh, no, no |
| [02:19.15] | I' ve been through this movie before |
| [02:23.59] | I knew I had to split |
| [02:25.78] | But I didn' t know how |
| [02:28.03] | When she said, |
| [02:29.40] | " Would you like to take that shower now ?" |
| [02:33.71] | |
| [02:36.21] | Well, I couldn' t leave |
| [02:38.03] | Unless the old man chased me out |
| [02:40.34] | ' Cause I' d already promised |
| [02:42.65] | That I' d milk his cows |
| [02:45.21] | I had to say something |
| [02:47.03] | To strike him very weird |
| [02:49.53] | So I yelled out |
| [02:50.65] | " I like Fidel Castro and his beard" |
| [02:54.15] | Rita looked offended |
| [02:55.78] | But she got out of the way |
| [02:58.15] | As he came charging down the stairs |
| [03:00.46] | Sayin', " What' s that I heard you say ?" |
| [03:02.84] | |
| [03:04.03] | I said, " I like Fidel Castro I think you heard me right" |
| [03:08.09] | And I ducked as he swung |
| [03:10.09] | At me with all his might |
| [03:12.96] | Rita mumbled something |
| [03:14.46] | ' Bout her mother on the hill |
| [03:17.09] | As his fist hit the icebox |
| [03:19.65] | He said he' s going to kill me |
| [03:21.78] | If I don' t get out of the door |
| [03:23.90] | In two seconds flat |
| [03:26.09] | " Your unpatriotic |
| [03:27.96] | Rotten doctor Commie rat". |
| [03:30.90] | |
| [03:31.96] | Well, he threw a Reader' s Digest |
| [03:33.65] | At my head and I did run |
| [03:36.09] | I did a somersault |
| [03:37.84] | As I seen him get his gun |
| [03:40.46] | And chrashed through the window |
| [03:42.21] | At a hundred miles an hour |
| [03:44.84] | And landed fully blast |
| [03:46.90] | In his garden flowers |
| [03:49.34] | Rita said, " Come back" |
| [03:51.28] | And he started to load |
| [03:53.59] | The sun was comin' up |
| [03:55.34] | And I was runnin' down the road. |
| [03:57.78] | |
| [04:00.90] | Well, I don' t figure I' ll be back |
| [04:03.71] | There for a spell |
| [04:05.71] | Even though Rita moved away |
| [04:07.59] | And got a job in a motel |
| [04:10.28] | He still waits for me |
| [04:12.03] | Constant on the sky |
| [04:14.78] | He wants to turn me in |
| [04:16.53] | To the FBI |
| [04:19.28] | Me, I romp and stomping |
| [04:21.21] | Thankful as a romp |
| [04:23.34] | Without freedom of speech |
| [04:25.90] | I might be in the swamp. |
| [00:00.00] | zuò cí : Dylan |
| [00:02.74] | Bob Dylan Motorpsycho nitemare |
| [00:05.15] | I pounded on a farmhouse |
| [00:07.21] | Lookin' for a place to stay |
| [00:09.40] | I was mighty, mighty tired |
| [00:11.59] | I had come a long, long way |
| [00:14.03] | I said, " Hey, hey, in there |
| [00:16.03] | Is there anybody home ? |
| [00:18.46] | I was standin' on the steps |
| [00:20.90] | Feelin' must alone |
| [00:23.15] | Well, out comes a farmer |
| [00:25.15] | He must have thought that I was nuts |
| [00:27.78] | He immediately looked at me |
| [00:29.59] | And stuck a gun into my guts |
| [00:32.28] | |
| [00:33.59] | I fell down |
| [00:34.84] | To my bended knees |
| [00:37.65] | Saying, " I dig farmers |
| [00:39.65] | Don' t shoot me please" |
| [00:42.28] | He cocked his rifle |
| [00:44.09] | And began to shout |
| [00:46.28] | " You' re that travelin' salesman |
| [00:48.53] | That I have heard about" |
| [00:51.03] | I said, " No ! No ! No ! |
| [00:52.96] | I' m a doctor and it' s true |
| [00:55.15] | I' m a cleancut kid |
| [00:57.34] | And I been to college too". |
| [01:01.78] | |
| [01:02.35] | Then in comes his daughter |
| [01:04.15] | Whose name was Rita |
| [01:06.46] | She looked like she stepped out of |
| [01:08.90] | La Dolce Vita |
| [01:11.71] | I immediately tried to cool it |
| [01:13.90] | With her dad |
| [01:16.09] | And told him what a |
| [01:17.34] | Nice, pretty farm he had |
| [01:20.59] | He said, " What do doctors |
| [01:22.15] | Know about farms, pray tell ?" |
| [01:24.53] | I said, " I was born |
| [01:25.78] | At the bottom of a wishing well". |
| [01:28.90] | |
| [01:32.65] | Well, by the dirt ' neath my nails |
| [01:35.03] | I guess he knew I wouldn' t lie |
| [01:38.34] | He said " I guess, you' re tired" |
| [01:40.59] | He said, kinds sly |
| [01:42.65] | I said, " Yes, ten thousand miles |
| [01:44.78] | Today I drove" |
| [01:47.03] | He said, " I got a bed for you |
| [01:49.46] | Underneath the stove |
| [01:51.71] | Just one condition |
| [01:53.34] | You got to sleep right now |
| [01:55.59] | That you don' t touch my daughter |
| [01:57.84] | And in the morning, milk the cow". |
| [02:00.09] | |
| [02:03.34] | I was sleepin' like a rat |
| [02:05.78] | When I heard something jerkin' |
| [02:08.09] | There stood Rita |
| [02:09.96] | Lookin' just like Tony Perkins |
| [02:12.59] | She said, " Would you like to take a shower ? |
| [02:15.34] | I' ll show you up to the door" |
| [02:17.59] | I said, " Oh, no, no |
| [02:19.15] | I' ve been through this movie before |
| [02:23.59] | I knew I had to split |
| [02:25.78] | But I didn' t know how |
| [02:28.03] | When she said, |
| [02:29.40] | " Would you like to take that shower now ?" |
| [02:33.71] | |
| [02:36.21] | Well, I couldn' t leave |
| [02:38.03] | Unless the old man chased me out |
| [02:40.34] | ' Cause I' d already promised |
| [02:42.65] | That I' d milk his cows |
| [02:45.21] | I had to say something |
| [02:47.03] | To strike him very weird |
| [02:49.53] | So I yelled out |
| [02:50.65] | " I like Fidel Castro and his beard" |
| [02:54.15] | Rita looked offended |
| [02:55.78] | But she got out of the way |
| [02:58.15] | As he came charging down the stairs |
| [03:00.46] | Sayin', " What' s that I heard you say ?" |
| [03:02.84] | |
| [03:04.03] | I said, " I like Fidel Castro I think you heard me right" |
| [03:08.09] | And I ducked as he swung |
| [03:10.09] | At me with all his might |
| [03:12.96] | Rita mumbled something |
| [03:14.46] | ' Bout her mother on the hill |
| [03:17.09] | As his fist hit the icebox |
| [03:19.65] | He said he' s going to kill me |
| [03:21.78] | If I don' t get out of the door |
| [03:23.90] | In two seconds flat |
| [03:26.09] | " Your unpatriotic |
| [03:27.96] | Rotten doctor Commie rat". |
| [03:30.90] | |
| [03:31.96] | Well, he threw a Reader' s Digest |
| [03:33.65] | At my head and I did run |
| [03:36.09] | I did a somersault |
| [03:37.84] | As I seen him get his gun |
| [03:40.46] | And chrashed through the window |
| [03:42.21] | At a hundred miles an hour |
| [03:44.84] | And landed fully blast |
| [03:46.90] | In his garden flowers |
| [03:49.34] | Rita said, " Come back" |
| [03:51.28] | And he started to load |
| [03:53.59] | The sun was comin' up |
| [03:55.34] | And I was runnin' down the road. |
| [03:57.78] | |
| [04:00.90] | Well, I don' t figure I' ll be back |
| [04:03.71] | There for a spell |
| [04:05.71] | Even though Rita moved away |
| [04:07.59] | And got a job in a motel |
| [04:10.28] | He still waits for me |
| [04:12.03] | Constant on the sky |
| [04:14.78] | He wants to turn me in |
| [04:16.53] | To the FBI |
| [04:19.28] | Me, I romp and stomping |
| [04:21.21] | Thankful as a romp |
| [04:23.34] | Without freedom of speech |
| [04:25.90] | I might be in the swamp. |