| 作词 : Seger | |
| Here come the mountains, here come the hills | |
| Here come the valleys and Shoreline still | |
| I've seen 'em all, I know 'em well | |
| Mongrel, on the hard sell | |
| With a fortrel polyester ink well | |
| hord, Hot assed, Inkwell Lord, | |
| But I can't leave you with the blues no | |
| Remember days, and endless nights | |
| Spread my freedom and I scream for my rights | |
| Thru empty days and endless nights | |
| Spurned my creator, screamed for my rights | |
| Child of green candles in the wishin well | |
| Mongrel, Hard sell | |
| With a fortrel polyester ink well | |
| hord, Hot assed, Inkwell Lord, | |
| But I can't leave you with the blues no | |
| Come down to ?, I'll buy you out | |
| Gonna make you shake it Lord gonna make you shout | |
| Gonna burn you gonna, make you swell | |
| Mongrel, on a hard sell | |
| With a fortrel polyester ink well | |
| hord, Hot assed, Inkwell Lord, | |
| But I can't leave you with the blues no | |
| No no |
| zuo ci : Seger | |
| Here come the mountains, here come the hills | |
| Here come the valleys and Shoreline still | |
| I' ve seen ' em all, I know ' em well | |
| Mongrel, on the hard sell | |
| With a fortrel polyester ink well | |
| hord, Hot assed, Inkwell Lord, | |
| But I can' t leave you with the blues no | |
| Remember days, and endless nights | |
| Spread my freedom and I scream for my rights | |
| Thru empty days and endless nights | |
| Spurned my creator, screamed for my rights | |
| Child of green candles in the wishin well | |
| Mongrel, Hard sell | |
| With a fortrel polyester ink well | |
| hord, Hot assed, Inkwell Lord, | |
| But I can' t leave you with the blues no | |
| Come down to ?, I' ll buy you out | |
| Gonna make you shake it Lord gonna make you shout | |
| Gonna burn you gonna, make you swell | |
| Mongrel, on a hard sell | |
| With a fortrel polyester ink well | |
| hord, Hot assed, Inkwell Lord, | |
| But I can' t leave you with the blues no | |
| No no |
| zuò cí : Seger | |
| Here come the mountains, here come the hills | |
| Here come the valleys and Shoreline still | |
| I' ve seen ' em all, I know ' em well | |
| Mongrel, on the hard sell | |
| With a fortrel polyester ink well | |
| hord, Hot assed, Inkwell Lord, | |
| But I can' t leave you with the blues no | |
| Remember days, and endless nights | |
| Spread my freedom and I scream for my rights | |
| Thru empty days and endless nights | |
| Spurned my creator, screamed for my rights | |
| Child of green candles in the wishin well | |
| Mongrel, Hard sell | |
| With a fortrel polyester ink well | |
| hord, Hot assed, Inkwell Lord, | |
| But I can' t leave you with the blues no | |
| Come down to ?, I' ll buy you out | |
| Gonna make you shake it Lord gonna make you shout | |
| Gonna burn you gonna, make you swell | |
| Mongrel, on a hard sell | |
| With a fortrel polyester ink well | |
| hord, Hot assed, Inkwell Lord, | |
| But I can' t leave you with the blues no | |
| No no |