歌曲名 The Hunger 歌手名 Waylon Jennings

作词：Lee Fry

作曲：Lee Fry

They said in her younger days

Her beauty was enough

to drive men wild

But the hunger in her body then

Is not the hunger of some lonely child

Like a butterfly in springtime

Searching every field

for lovin's sweetest rose

The embrace of many strangers

Still could not release her

from the hold

In the back streets and the bedrooms

All she's found is

disappointments bitter weeds

While the love

that she's too often found

Is not enough to satisfy her needs

She's older than the years she holds

And aging fast

with each day passing by

On a down hill run to nowhere

'Cause the hunger

never can be satisfied

The reflection in her mirror's

Not

the image she remembers in her mind

Her beauty has been eaten

by the hunger

And the acid winds of time

She has danced the tune

the demons play

And paid the piper dearly

for his song

Empty now of all the pride

Still inside the hunger's just as strong

They said in her younger days

Her beauty was enough

to drive men wild

But the hunger in her body then

Is not the hunger of some lonely child

Like a butterfly in springtime

Searching every field

for lovin's sweetest rose