| Song | Percy's Song |
| Artist | Bob Dylan |
| Album | Talking Too Much (Bootleg) |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Dylan | |
| 作词 : Dylan | |
| Bad news, bad news | |
| Come to me where I sleep | |
| Turn, turn, turn again | |
| Sayin’ one of your friends | |
| Is in trouble deep | |
| Turn, turn to the rain | |
| And the wind | |
| Tell me the trouble | |
| Tell once to my ear | |
| Turn, turn, turn again | |
| Joliet prison | |
| And ninety-nine years | |
| Turn, turn to the rain | |
| And the wind | |
| Oh what’s the charge | |
| Of how this came to be | |
| Turn, turn, turn again | |
| Manslaughter | |
| In the highest of degree | |
| Turn, turn to the rain | |
| And the wind | |
| I sat down and wrote | |
| The best words I could write | |
| Turn, turn, turn again | |
| Explaining to the judge | |
| I’d be there on Wednesday night | |
| Turn, turn to the rain | |
| And the wind | |
| Without a reply | |
| I left by the moon | |
| Turn, turn, turn again | |
| And was in his chambers | |
| By the next afternoon | |
| Turn, turn to the rain | |
| And the wind | |
| Could ya tell me the facts? | |
| I said without fear | |
| Turn, turn, turn again | |
| That a friend of mine | |
| Would get ninety-nine years | |
| Turn, turn to the rain | |
| And the wind | |
| A crash on the highway | |
| Flew the car to a field | |
| Turn, turn, turn again | |
| There was four persons killed | |
| And he was at the wheel | |
| Turn, turn to the rain | |
| And the wind | |
| But I knew him as good | |
| As I’m knowin’ myself | |
| Turn, turn, turn again | |
| And he wouldn’t harm a life | |
| That belonged to someone else | |
| Turn, turn to the rain | |
| And the wind | |
| The judge spoke | |
| Out of the side of his mouth | |
| Turn, turn, turn again | |
| Sayin’, “The witness who saw | |
| He left little doubt” | |
| Turn, turn to the rain | |
| And the wind | |
| That may be true | |
| He’s got a sentence to serve | |
| Turn, turn, turn again | |
| But ninety-nine years | |
| He just don’t deserve | |
| Turn, turn to the rain | |
| And the wind | |
| Too late, too late | |
| For his case it is sealed | |
| Turn, turn, turn again | |
| His sentence is passed | |
| And it cannot be repealed | |
| Turn, turn to the rain | |
| And the wind | |
| But he ain’t no criminal | |
| And his crime it is none | |
| Turn, turn, turn again | |
| What happened to him | |
| Could happen to anyone | |
| Turn, turn to the rain | |
| And the wind | |
| And at that the judge jerked forward | |
| And his face it did freeze | |
| Turn, turn, turn again | |
| Sayin’, “Could you kindly leave | |
| My office now, please” | |
| Turn, turn to the rain | |
| And the wind | |
| Well his eyes looked funny | |
| And I stood up so slow | |
| Turn, turn, turn again | |
| With no other choice | |
| Except for to go | |
| Turn, turn to the rain | |
| And the wind | |
| I walked down the hallway | |
| And I heard his door slam | |
| Turn, turn, turn again | |
| I walked down the courthouse stairs | |
| And I did not understand | |
| Turn, turn to the rain | |
| And the wind | |
| And I played my guitar | |
| Through the night to the day | |
| Turn, turn, turn again | |
| And the only tune | |
| My guitar could play | |
| Was, “Oh the Cruel Rain | |
| And the Wind” |
| zuo qu : Dylan | |
| zuo ci : Dylan | |
| Bad news, bad news | |
| Come to me where I sleep | |
| Turn, turn, turn again | |
| Sayin' one of your friends | |
| Is in trouble deep | |
| Turn, turn to the rain | |
| And the wind | |
| Tell me the trouble | |
| Tell once to my ear | |
| Turn, turn, turn again | |
| Joliet prison | |
| And ninetynine years | |
| Turn, turn to the rain | |
| And the wind | |
| Oh what' s the charge | |
| Of how this came to be | |
| Turn, turn, turn again | |
| Manslaughter | |
| In the highest of degree | |
| Turn, turn to the rain | |
| And the wind | |
| I sat down and wrote | |
| The best words I could write | |
| Turn, turn, turn again | |
| Explaining to the judge | |
| I' d be there on Wednesday night | |
| Turn, turn to the rain | |
| And the wind | |
| Without a reply | |
| I left by the moon | |
| Turn, turn, turn again | |
| And was in his chambers | |
| By the next afternoon | |
| Turn, turn to the rain | |
| And the wind | |
| Could ya tell me the facts? | |
| I said without fear | |
| Turn, turn, turn again | |
| That a friend of mine | |
| Would get ninetynine years | |
| Turn, turn to the rain | |
| And the wind | |
| A crash on the highway | |
| Flew the car to a field | |
| Turn, turn, turn again | |
| There was four persons killed | |
| And he was at the wheel | |
| Turn, turn to the rain | |
| And the wind | |
| But I knew him as good | |
| As I' m knowin' myself | |
| Turn, turn, turn again | |
| And he wouldn' t harm a life | |
| That belonged to someone else | |
| Turn, turn to the rain | |
| And the wind | |
| The judge spoke | |
| Out of the side of his mouth | |
| Turn, turn, turn again | |
| Sayin', " The witness who saw | |
| He left little doubt" | |
| Turn, turn to the rain | |
| And the wind | |
| That may be true | |
| He' s got a sentence to serve | |
| Turn, turn, turn again | |
| But ninetynine years | |
| He just don' t deserve | |
| Turn, turn to the rain | |
| And the wind | |
| Too late, too late | |
| For his case it is sealed | |
| Turn, turn, turn again | |
| His sentence is passed | |
| And it cannot be repealed | |
| Turn, turn to the rain | |
| And the wind | |
| But he ain' t no criminal | |
| And his crime it is none | |
| Turn, turn, turn again | |
| What happened to him | |
| Could happen to anyone | |
| Turn, turn to the rain | |
| And the wind | |
| And at that the judge jerked forward | |
| And his face it did freeze | |
| Turn, turn, turn again | |
| Sayin', " Could you kindly leave | |
| My office now, please" | |
| Turn, turn to the rain | |
| And the wind | |
| Well his eyes looked funny | |
| And I stood up so slow | |
| Turn, turn, turn again | |
| With no other choice | |
| Except for to go | |
| Turn, turn to the rain | |
| And the wind | |
| I walked down the hallway | |
| And I heard his door slam | |
| Turn, turn, turn again | |
| I walked down the courthouse stairs | |
| And I did not understand | |
| Turn, turn to the rain | |
| And the wind | |
| And I played my guitar | |
| Through the night to the day | |
| Turn, turn, turn again | |
| And the only tune | |
| My guitar could play | |
| Was, " Oh the Cruel Rain | |
| And the Wind" |
| zuò qǔ : Dylan | |
| zuò cí : Dylan | |
| Bad news, bad news | |
| Come to me where I sleep | |
| Turn, turn, turn again | |
| Sayin' one of your friends | |
| Is in trouble deep | |
| Turn, turn to the rain | |
| And the wind | |
| Tell me the trouble | |
| Tell once to my ear | |
| Turn, turn, turn again | |
| Joliet prison | |
| And ninetynine years | |
| Turn, turn to the rain | |
| And the wind | |
| Oh what' s the charge | |
| Of how this came to be | |
| Turn, turn, turn again | |
| Manslaughter | |
| In the highest of degree | |
| Turn, turn to the rain | |
| And the wind | |
| I sat down and wrote | |
| The best words I could write | |
| Turn, turn, turn again | |
| Explaining to the judge | |
| I' d be there on Wednesday night | |
| Turn, turn to the rain | |
| And the wind | |
| Without a reply | |
| I left by the moon | |
| Turn, turn, turn again | |
| And was in his chambers | |
| By the next afternoon | |
| Turn, turn to the rain | |
| And the wind | |
| Could ya tell me the facts? | |
| I said without fear | |
| Turn, turn, turn again | |
| That a friend of mine | |
| Would get ninetynine years | |
| Turn, turn to the rain | |
| And the wind | |
| A crash on the highway | |
| Flew the car to a field | |
| Turn, turn, turn again | |
| There was four persons killed | |
| And he was at the wheel | |
| Turn, turn to the rain | |
| And the wind | |
| But I knew him as good | |
| As I' m knowin' myself | |
| Turn, turn, turn again | |
| And he wouldn' t harm a life | |
| That belonged to someone else | |
| Turn, turn to the rain | |
| And the wind | |
| The judge spoke | |
| Out of the side of his mouth | |
| Turn, turn, turn again | |
| Sayin', " The witness who saw | |
| He left little doubt" | |
| Turn, turn to the rain | |
| And the wind | |
| That may be true | |
| He' s got a sentence to serve | |
| Turn, turn, turn again | |
| But ninetynine years | |
| He just don' t deserve | |
| Turn, turn to the rain | |
| And the wind | |
| Too late, too late | |
| For his case it is sealed | |
| Turn, turn, turn again | |
| His sentence is passed | |
| And it cannot be repealed | |
| Turn, turn to the rain | |
| And the wind | |
| But he ain' t no criminal | |
| And his crime it is none | |
| Turn, turn, turn again | |
| What happened to him | |
| Could happen to anyone | |
| Turn, turn to the rain | |
| And the wind | |
| And at that the judge jerked forward | |
| And his face it did freeze | |
| Turn, turn, turn again | |
| Sayin', " Could you kindly leave | |
| My office now, please" | |
| Turn, turn to the rain | |
| And the wind | |
| Well his eyes looked funny | |
| And I stood up so slow | |
| Turn, turn, turn again | |
| With no other choice | |
| Except for to go | |
| Turn, turn to the rain | |
| And the wind | |
| I walked down the hallway | |
| And I heard his door slam | |
| Turn, turn, turn again | |
| I walked down the courthouse stairs | |
| And I did not understand | |
| Turn, turn to the rain | |
| And the wind | |
| And I played my guitar | |
| Through the night to the day | |
| Turn, turn, turn again | |
| And the only tune | |
| My guitar could play | |
| Was, " Oh the Cruel Rain | |
| And the Wind" |