| Song | Spirit of a Boy, Wisdom of a Man |
| Artist | Randy Travis |
| Album | You and You Alone |
| 作词 : Bruce, Burtnik | |
| He was 16, tender and tough. | |
| She was too, and he'd do anything to prove his love. | |
| With so much riding on the choice at hand, | |
| The spirit of a boy, or the wisdom of a man. | |
| Hearts caught fire and love ran wild. | |
| She cried the day she called to say she was having his child. | |
| With so much riding on the choice at hand, | |
| The spirit of a boy or the wisdom of a man. | |
| There's a constant contradiction, what feels good and what feels right. | |
| But, you live with decisions that you make in your life. | |
| And what steers your direction is hard to understand, | |
| The spirit of a boy, or the wisdom of a man | |
| Now he drives a diesel out of Dallas, | |
| Hauling cars out to the coast. | |
| It ain't the dream that he remembered, just a few short years ago. | |
| But tonight at a truckstop, while drinking a cup, | |
| The waitress grins and winks at him, | |
| And says, "My shift's almost up." | |
| With so much riding on the choice at hand, | |
| The spirit of a boy, or the wisdom of a man. | |
| With so much riding on the choice at hand, | |
| The spirit of a boy, or the wisdom of a man. |
| zuò cí : Bruce, Burtnik | |
| He was 16, tender and tough. | |
| She was too, and he' d do anything to prove his love. | |
| With so much riding on the choice at hand, | |
| The spirit of a boy, or the wisdom of a man. | |
| Hearts caught fire and love ran wild. | |
| She cried the day she called to say she was having his child. | |
| With so much riding on the choice at hand, | |
| The spirit of a boy or the wisdom of a man. | |
| There' s a constant contradiction, what feels good and what feels right. | |
| But, you live with decisions that you make in your life. | |
| And what steers your direction is hard to understand, | |
| The spirit of a boy, or the wisdom of a man | |
| Now he drives a diesel out of Dallas, | |
| Hauling cars out to the coast. | |
| It ain' t the dream that he remembered, just a few short years ago. | |
| But tonight at a truckstop, while drinking a cup, | |
| The waitress grins and winks at him, | |
| And says, " My shift' s almost up." | |
| With so much riding on the choice at hand, | |
| The spirit of a boy, or the wisdom of a man. | |
| With so much riding on the choice at hand, | |
| The spirit of a boy, or the wisdom of a man. |