| Song | Booth Of Glass |
| Artist | Patty Larkin |
| Album | A Gogo |
| 作曲 : Larkin | |
| Booth of Glass by | |
| Patty Larkin | |
| I change my dollar for a dime | |
| Walk the shoulder | |
| To the pay phone line | |
| By the roadside bar | |
| On a neon night | |
| I pull up my collar in the wind | |
| Warm my hand | |
| And the pocket tears again | |
| I hear a jukebox start | |
| It's got a bass drum heart | |
| Just once | |
| Just once | |
| I'd like to find you | |
| Just once | |
| Just once | |
| I'd like to find you | |
| Home Rain comes pouring down again | |
| I wach a kid | |
| Cross the highway where it bends | |
| By the all night mart | |
| He disappears into the dark | |
| A man and woman step ouside | |
| More like they stumble out | |
| Looking for a ride | |
| I see a face light up | |
| He takes a drag on the cigarette stub | |
| Just once | |
| Just once | |
| I'd like to find you | |
| Just once | |
| Just once | |
| I'd like to find you | |
| Home Out on the | |
| South Dakota plain | |
| They watch the sun set | |
| And watch it rise again | |
| They got no | |
| Great Divide | |
| Nowhere in the world to hide 2,000 miles and half a dozen days | |
| I drop that dime | |
| Like I'm dropping down to pray | |
| It's all a distant past | |
| Calling from a | |
| Booth of Glass | |
| Just once | |
| Just once | |
| I'd like to find you | |
| Just once | |
| Just once | |
| I'd like to find you | |
| Home |
| zuò qǔ : Larkin | |
| Booth of Glass by | |
| Patty Larkin | |
| I change my dollar for a dime | |
| Walk the shoulder | |
| To the pay phone line | |
| By the roadside bar | |
| On a neon night | |
| I pull up my collar in the wind | |
| Warm my hand | |
| And the pocket tears again | |
| I hear a jukebox start | |
| It' s got a bass drum heart | |
| Just once | |
| Just once | |
| I' d like to find you | |
| Just once | |
| Just once | |
| I' d like to find you | |
| Home Rain comes pouring down again | |
| I wach a kid | |
| Cross the highway where it bends | |
| By the all night mart | |
| He disappears into the dark | |
| A man and woman step ouside | |
| More like they stumble out | |
| Looking for a ride | |
| I see a face light up | |
| He takes a drag on the cigarette stub | |
| Just once | |
| Just once | |
| I' d like to find you | |
| Just once | |
| Just once | |
| I' d like to find you | |
| Home Out on the | |
| South Dakota plain | |
| They watch the sun set | |
| And watch it rise again | |
| They got no | |
| Great Divide | |
| Nowhere in the world to hide 2, 000 miles and half a dozen days | |
| I drop that dime | |
| Like I' m dropping down to pray | |
| It' s all a distant past | |
| Calling from a | |
| Booth of Glass | |
| Just once | |
| Just once | |
| I' d like to find you | |
| Just once | |
| Just once | |
| I' d like to find you | |
| Home |