| Song | Beyond the Blue Neon |
| Artist | George Strait |
| Album | Beyond The Blue Neon |
| 作词 : Boone, Nelson | |
| Swingin' doors | |
| Sawdust floors | |
| A heartache drowns as the whiskey poors | |
| There's a hole in the wall | |
| From some free for all | |
| The ringin' crack of that ol' cue ball | |
| I been fallin' in here | |
| for what seems like years | |
| Where the tears and the lonely belong | |
| And wonder whats goin' on | |
| Beyond that blue neon. | |
| I hear tell there's people out there | |
| Who don't know what losin' you means | |
| They don't have a heart that just falls apart | |
| At the mention of your name | |
| I've heard they pretend | |
| The world didn't end | |
| Right when I knew you were gone | |
| I guess life still goes on | |
| Beyond that blue neon | |
| I hear tell there's people out there | |
| Who don't know what losing you means | |
| They don't have a heart that just falls apart | |
| At the mention of your name | |
| Well it's a quarter 'til 2 | |
| And I don't have a clue | |
| As to what I'll do from now 'til dawn | |
| I'll wonder what's goin' on | |
| Beyond that blue neon | |
| Lord, what's goin' on | |
| Beyond that blue neon. |
| zuò cí : Boone, Nelson | |
| Swingin' doors | |
| Sawdust floors | |
| A heartache drowns as the whiskey poors | |
| There' s a hole in the wall | |
| From some free for all | |
| The ringin' crack of that ol' cue ball | |
| I been fallin' in here | |
| for what seems like years | |
| Where the tears and the lonely belong | |
| And wonder whats goin' on | |
| Beyond that blue neon. | |
| I hear tell there' s people out there | |
| Who don' t know what losin' you means | |
| They don' t have a heart that just falls apart | |
| At the mention of your name | |
| I' ve heard they pretend | |
| The world didn' t end | |
| Right when I knew you were gone | |
| I guess life still goes on | |
| Beyond that blue neon | |
| I hear tell there' s people out there | |
| Who don' t know what losing you means | |
| They don' t have a heart that just falls apart | |
| At the mention of your name | |
| Well it' s a quarter ' til 2 | |
| And I don' t have a clue | |
| As to what I' ll do from now ' til dawn | |
| I' ll wonder what' s goin' on | |
| Beyond that blue neon | |
| Lord, what' s goin' on | |
| Beyond that blue neon. |