歌曲名 Story Of A Life 歌手名 Harry Chapin

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作曲：Harry Chapin

I can see myself it's a golden sunrise

Young boy open up your eyes

It's supposed to be your day

Now off you go horizon bound

And you won't stop until you've found

Your own kind of way

And the wind will whip your tousled hair

The sun the rain the sweet despair

Great tales of love and strife

And somewhere on your path to glory

You will write your story of a life

And all the towns that you walk through

And all the people that you talk to

Sing you their songs

And there are times you change your stride

There are times you can't decide

Still you go on

And then the young girls dance their gypsy tunes

And share the secrets of the moon

So soon you find a wife

And though she sees your dreams go poorly

Still she joins your story of a life

So you settle down and the children come

And you find a place that you come from

Your wandering is done

And all your dreams of open spaces

You find in your children's faces

One by one

And all the trips you know you missed

And all the lips you never kissed

Cut through you like a knife

And now you see stretched out before thee

Just another story of a life

So what do you do now

When she looks at you now

You know those same old jokes all the jesters tell

You tell them to her now

And all the same old songs all the minstrels sang

You sing 'em to her now

But it don't matter anyhow

'Cause she knows by now

So every chance you take don't mean a thing

What variations can you bring

To this shopworn melody

And every year goes by like a tollin' bell

It's battered merchandise you sell

Not well she can see

And though she's heard it all a thousand times

Couched in your attempted rhymes

She'll march to your drum and fife

But the question echoes up before me

Where's the magic story of a life

Now sometimes words can serve me well

Sometimes words can go to hell

For all that they do

And for every dream that took me high

There's been a dream that's passed me by

I know it's so true

And I can see it clear out to the end

And I'll whisper to her now again

Because she shared my life

For more than all the ghosts of glory

She makes up the story

She's the only story

Of my life