歌曲名 Winding Road (Live) 歌手名 Harry Belafonte

作词：William Eaton

作曲：William Eaton

Winding winding roads a winding

Home is getting far away

Will I see my love come springtime

Or when I am old and gray

Long ago I took to wandering

Had to see beyond the hill

I left my sweetheart there a waiting

Wonder if shes waiting still

Oh I met a gal in Kansas city

Painted face and flaming hair

She took my love and stole my money

Broke my heart and left me there

Well I trailed her clear up to Wyoming

And one fine day in early spring

I rode up so soft and easy

Shot and killed that pretty thing

Now Im living in the shadows

Starting up at every sound

Cause haunted men have rocky pillows

And bed down on the cold cold ground

Now my mothers prayers cant save me

And my young dreams wont come true

So set the shroud its all to even

Cause dying is all Ive left to do

Oh its winding winding roads a winding

Home is getting far away

Will I see my love come Springtime

Or when I am old and grey