Southbound Jericho Parkway (Remastered 2015)

作词:bobby bond

作曲:bobby bond

所属专辑:Roy Orbison: The MGM Years 1965 - 1973(Remastered)

歌词

歌曲名 Southbound Jericho Parkway (Remastered 2015) 歌手名 Roy Orbison

作词:Bobby Bond

作曲:Bobby Bond

There was a man

Whose memories were made up

Of nothing

He pushed the elevator button

And go home

To nothing

Yes his business had prospered

But women get lonely sometimes

Now she has the house

His son in college had dropped out

To expand his mind

And Sarah

His daughter had not spoken to him

Maybe he'd raised her the wrong way

He wondered

He checked his mailbox

With fingers a tremblin'

No mail from anyone

I'm home he said softly

As he opened the door

And gazed at his empty apartment

Aching thinking

Southbound Jericho Parkway

Is what you call a one way street

Southbound Jericho Parkway

Is what you call a one way street

At 7 20 monday after New Year

Mister Henry Johnson

Leaned against the pedal

Aimed his Lincoln steady

And drove himself into a wall

How could a thing

Sush as this ever happen

All the community said it was shame

He was a good man

He was a clean man yeah

That was it he was a good clean man

And his landlady said

He was an exemplary tenant

They're always nice

And quiet when they're all alone

At his age

The young man sat on a small woven mat

While the silken smoke it cirlcled over head

The cigarettes were there

To prove he didn't care

Bout the contents of the telegram

He'd just read

Father father father

You always seemed to be so out of reach

And the psychedelyc sign read peace

Apartment in New York

A girl closes the door

And leans against it

With her head bowed low

Thoughts raced through her mind

Of when she was a child

Raised warmly by a man she didn't know

Father father father

She wished she had phoned him yesterday

There were so many things she had to say

Henry the check is in my hands

Brought by the insurance man

To cover all my plans

We'll have flowers

Your broker will be there

And Sarah if she cares

And our boy with all his hair

And the sun rose

And the sunset

As it always has

And people yet unknown

Were busy being born

And time when past

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