Berkeley Woman

John Denver2002年5月29日

歌詞

Berkeley Woman - John Denver (約翰·丹佛)

I saw a Berkley woman

 

Sitting in her rocking chair

 

A dulcimer in her lap

A feather in her hair

 

Her breasts swayed freely

 

With the rhythm of the rocking chair

 

She was a-sitting and a-singing and a-swaying

 

Her cheeks were red I declare

 

Twas hard to believe

 

What my eyes showed me then

 

The colour in her cheeks

 

Was just her natural skin

 

She wore no make up

 

To make her look that way

 

She was a natural mama with the red cheeks

What more can I say

 

Well I finally realised

 

There was hunger in my stare

 

In my mind I was swaying

 

With the woman in the rocking chair

 

But the lady I was living with

 

Was standing right by my side

 

She saw my stare and she saw my hunger

 

And Lord it made her cry

 

So with anger on her face

 

The hurt in her eyes

 

She scratched me and she clawed me

She screamed and she cried

 

Oh you don't give me near

 

All the loving that you should

 

Yet you're ready to go and lay with her

 

You're just no damn good

 

Well I guess she's probably right

 

Oh I guess I'm probably wrong

 

I guess she's not too far away

 

She hasn't been gone very long

 

And I guess we could get together

 

And try it one more time

 

But I know that wanderlust would come again

She'd only wind up a-crying

 

Now you've heard my story

 

Plain as the light of day

 

It's hard to feel guilty for loving the ladies

That's all I gotta say

 

Except a woman is the sweetest fruit

That God ever put on the vine

 

I'd no more love just one kinda woman

Than drink only one kinda wine

 

Except a woman is the sweetest fruit

That God ever put on the vine

 

I'd no more love just one kinda woman

Than drink only one kinda wine

 

***歌詞來自第三方***