Days of '49 Lyrics

Song	Days of '49
Artist	Bob Dylan
Album	Self Portrait
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[00:00.00]	作词 : Lomax, Warner
[00:00.510]	music
[00:17.60]	I'm old tom moore from the bummer's shore in that good old golden days
[00:28.599]	They call me a bummer and a ginsot too, but what cares i for praise ?
[00:38.520]	I wander around from town to town just like a roving sign
[00:44.570]	And all the people say, there goes tom moore, in the days of '49
[00:55.20]	In the days of old, in the days of gold
[00:58.50]	How oft'times i repine for the days of old
[01:02.130]	When we dug up the gold, in the days of '49.
[01:06.810]
[01:12.800]	My comrades they all loved me well, a jolly saucy crew
[01:22.170]	A few hard cases i will recall though they all were brave and true
[01:32.630]	Whatever the pitch they never would flinch, they never would fret or whine
[01:39.890]	Like good old bricks they stood the kicks in the days of '49
[01:50.140]	In the days of old, in the days of gold
[01:53.200]	How oft'times i repine for the days of old
[01:57.110]	When we dug up the gold, in the days of '49.
[02:01.820]
[02:09.89]	There was new york jake, the butcher boy, he was always getting tight
[02:18.29]	And every time that he'd get full he was spoiling for a fight
[02:26.109]	But jake rampaged against a knife in the hands of old bob stein
[02:30.649]	And over jake they held a wake in the days of '49
[02:37.799]	In the days of old, in the days of gold
[02:41.200]	How oft'times i repine for the days of old
[02:45.49]	When we dug up the gold, in the days of '49.
[02:49.420]
[02:57.329]	There was poker bill, one of the boys who was always in a game
[03:02.839]	Whether he lost or whether he won, to him it was always the same
[03:10.109]	He would ante up and draw his cards and he would you go a hatful blind
[03:15.690]	In the game with death bill lost his breath, in the days of '49
[03:25.679]	In the days of old, in the days of gold
[03:29.299]	How oft'times i repine for the days of old
[03:39.19]	When we dug up the gold, in the days of '49.
[03:43.989]
[03:44.399]	There was ragshag bill from buffalo, i never will forget
[03:49.959]	He would roar all day and he'd roar all night and i guess he's roaring yet
[03:57.320]	One day he fell in a prospect hole, in a roaring bad design
[04:02.899]	And in that hole he roared out his soul, in the days of '49
[04:10.49]	In the days of old, in the days of gold
[04:12.560]	How oft'times i repine for the days of old
[04:18.219]	When we dug up the gold, in the days of '49.
[04:20.10]
[04:30.380]	Of the comrades all that i've had, there's none that's left to boast
[04:36.390]	And i'm left alone in my misery like some poor wandering ghost
[04:42.20]	And i pass by from town to town, they call me a rambling sign
[04:48.130]	there goes tom moore, a bummer shore in the days of '49
[04:55.219]	In the days of old, in the days of gold
[04:57.810]	How oft'times i repine for the days of old
[05:03.430]	When we dug up the gold, in the days of '49.
[05:08.979]

[00:00.00]	zuo ci : Lomax, Warner
[00:00.510]	music
[00:17.60]	I' m old tom moore from the bummer' s shore in that good old golden days
[00:28.599]	They call me a bummer and a ginsot too, but what cares i for praise ?
[00:38.520]	I wander around from town to town just like a roving sign
[00:44.570]	And all the people say, there goes tom moore, in the days of ' 49
[00:55.20]	In the days of old, in the days of gold
[00:58.50]	How oft' times i repine for the days of old
[01:02.130]	When we dug up the gold, in the days of ' 49.
[01:06.810]
[01:12.800]	My comrades they all loved me well, a jolly saucy crew
[01:22.170]	A few hard cases i will recall though they all were brave and true
[01:32.630]	Whatever the pitch they never would flinch, they never would fret or whine
[01:39.890]	Like good old bricks they stood the kicks in the days of ' 49
[01:50.140]	In the days of old, in the days of gold
[01:53.200]	How oft' times i repine for the days of old
[01:57.110]	When we dug up the gold, in the days of ' 49.
[02:01.820]
[02:09.89]	There was new york jake, the butcher boy, he was always getting tight
[02:18.29]	And every time that he' d get full he was spoiling for a fight
[02:26.109]	But jake rampaged against a knife in the hands of old bob stein
[02:30.649]	And over jake they held a wake in the days of ' 49
[02:37.799]	In the days of old, in the days of gold
[02:41.200]	How oft' times i repine for the days of old
[02:45.49]	When we dug up the gold, in the days of ' 49.
[02:49.420]
[02:57.329]	There was poker bill, one of the boys who was always in a game
[03:02.839]	Whether he lost or whether he won, to him it was always the same
[03:10.109]	He would ante up and draw his cards and he would you go a hatful blind
[03:15.690]	In the game with death bill lost his breath, in the days of ' 49
[03:25.679]	In the days of old, in the days of gold
[03:29.299]	How oft' times i repine for the days of old
[03:39.19]	When we dug up the gold, in the days of ' 49.
[03:43.989]
[03:44.399]	There was ragshag bill from buffalo, i never will forget
[03:49.959]	He would roar all day and he' d roar all night and i guess he' s roaring yet
[03:57.320]	One day he fell in a prospect hole, in a roaring bad design
[04:02.899]	And in that hole he roared out his soul, in the days of ' 49
[04:10.49]	In the days of old, in the days of gold
[04:12.560]	How oft' times i repine for the days of old
[04:18.219]	When we dug up the gold, in the days of ' 49.
[04:20.10]
[04:30.380]	Of the comrades all that i' ve had, there' s none that' s left to boast
[04:36.390]	And i' m left alone in my misery like some poor wandering ghost
[04:42.20]	And i pass by from town to town, they call me a rambling sign
[04:48.130]	there goes tom moore, a bummer shore in the days of ' 49
[04:55.219]	In the days of old, in the days of gold
[04:57.810]	How oft' times i repine for the days of old
[05:03.430]	When we dug up the gold, in the days of ' 49.
[05:08.979]

[00:00.00]	zuò cí : Lomax, Warner
[00:00.510]	music
[00:17.60]	I' m old tom moore from the bummer' s shore in that good old golden days
[00:28.599]	They call me a bummer and a ginsot too, but what cares i for praise ?
[00:38.520]	I wander around from town to town just like a roving sign
[00:44.570]	And all the people say, there goes tom moore, in the days of ' 49
[00:55.20]	In the days of old, in the days of gold
[00:58.50]	How oft' times i repine for the days of old
[01:02.130]	When we dug up the gold, in the days of ' 49.
[01:06.810]
[01:12.800]	My comrades they all loved me well, a jolly saucy crew
[01:22.170]	A few hard cases i will recall though they all were brave and true
[01:32.630]	Whatever the pitch they never would flinch, they never would fret or whine
[01:39.890]	Like good old bricks they stood the kicks in the days of ' 49
[01:50.140]	In the days of old, in the days of gold
[01:53.200]	How oft' times i repine for the days of old
[01:57.110]	When we dug up the gold, in the days of ' 49.
[02:01.820]
[02:09.89]	There was new york jake, the butcher boy, he was always getting tight
[02:18.29]	And every time that he' d get full he was spoiling for a fight
[02:26.109]	But jake rampaged against a knife in the hands of old bob stein
[02:30.649]	And over jake they held a wake in the days of ' 49
[02:37.799]	In the days of old, in the days of gold
[02:41.200]	How oft' times i repine for the days of old
[02:45.49]	When we dug up the gold, in the days of ' 49.
[02:49.420]
[02:57.329]	There was poker bill, one of the boys who was always in a game
[03:02.839]	Whether he lost or whether he won, to him it was always the same
[03:10.109]	He would ante up and draw his cards and he would you go a hatful blind
[03:15.690]	In the game with death bill lost his breath, in the days of ' 49
[03:25.679]	In the days of old, in the days of gold
[03:29.299]	How oft' times i repine for the days of old
[03:39.19]	When we dug up the gold, in the days of ' 49.
[03:43.989]
[03:44.399]	There was ragshag bill from buffalo, i never will forget
[03:49.959]	He would roar all day and he' d roar all night and i guess he' s roaring yet
[03:57.320]	One day he fell in a prospect hole, in a roaring bad design
[04:02.899]	And in that hole he roared out his soul, in the days of ' 49
[04:10.49]	In the days of old, in the days of gold
[04:12.560]	How oft' times i repine for the days of old
[04:18.219]	When we dug up the gold, in the days of ' 49.
[04:20.10]
[04:30.380]	Of the comrades all that i' ve had, there' s none that' s left to boast
[04:36.390]	And i' m left alone in my misery like some poor wandering ghost
[04:42.20]	And i pass by from town to town, they call me a rambling sign
[04:48.130]	there goes tom moore, a bummer shore in the days of ' 49
[04:55.219]	In the days of old, in the days of gold
[04:57.810]	How oft' times i repine for the days of old
[05:03.430]	When we dug up the gold, in the days of ' 49.
[05:08.979]

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