歌曲名 Instant Coffee Blues 歌手名 Guy Clark

作词：Guy Clark

作曲：Guy Clark

He washed all the road dirt from his face

and from his neck

And sat down at her table

and she picked up his check

And she took him home for reasons

that she did not understand

And him he had the answers

but did not play his hand

For him he knew the taste of this wine very well

It all goes down so easily but the next day is hell

Morning Man was I drunk she

wispered in the shower

While he lay there and smoked his way

there through the final hour

And she felt wholly empty

like she'd felt it every time

And he was feelin' just the same 'cept

he was tryin' to make it rhyme

Time was of the essence

so they both did their best

To meet up in the kitchen feelin fully dressed

She just had to go to work

and he just had to go

And she knew where and

he knew how to blow it off and so

They shot the breeze quite cavalier

to the boilin' of the pot

And sang the Instant Coffee Blues

and never fired a shot

And him he hit the driveway

with his feelin's in a case

And her she hit the stoplight

and touched up her face

So you tell them the difference

between caring and not

And that it's all done with mirrors

lest they forgot

I said it's all done with mirrors

of which they have none

To blend the instant coffee blues

into the morning sun