歌曲名 Yonder Comes Sin (Rehearsal)

歌手名 Bob Dylan

作词：Bob Dylan

作曲：Bob Dylan

You wanna talk to me

You got many things to say

You want the spirit to be speaking through

But your lust for comfort get in the way

I can read it in your eyes oh

What your heart will not reveal

And that old evil burden

has been draggin' you down

Bound to grind you 'neath the wheel

Yonder comes sin

Walkin' like a man talkin' like an angel

Yonder comes sin

Proud like a peacock swift like an eagle

Look at your feet see where they've been to

Look at your hands see what they been into

Can't you take it on the chin

Yonder comes sin

You see this woman standin' next to me

She's foreign to your sight

Well her eyes may be a different colour than mine

But her blood is red and her bones are white

You've been seeking them eternal

spiritual things

But your fifty-dollar smile confirms

You're still tryin' to

buy your way into the dreams of them

Whose bodies will be food for worms

Yonder comes sin

Ready and steady willing and able

Yonder comes sin

Standin' on the chair standin' on the table

Look at your feet see where they've been to

Look at your hands see what they've been into

Can't you take it on the chin

Yonder comes sin

I say See them six wild horses honey

You say I don't even see one

You say Point them out to me love

I say Honey I got to run

My brother's blood is crying from the grave

But you can't hear the voice

I stand in jeopardy every hour

Wonderin' what reason you have to rejoice

Yonder comes sin

Down on your knees down into the ditches

Yonder comes sin

Vomiting up jewels vomiting up riches

Look at your feet see where they've been to

Look at your hands see what they've been into

Enough to put you to tail-spin

Yonder comes sin

Jeremiah preached repentance

To those that would turn from hell

But the critics all gave him such bad reviews

Put him down at the bottom of a well

Kept on talking anyway

As the people were put into chains

Wasn't nobody there to say Bon voyage

Or shatter any bottles of champagne

Yonder comes sin

Cracking that whip just like a feather

Yonder comes sin

Put a knife in your back

while talking about the weather

Look at your feet see where they've been to

Look at your hands see what they've been into

Can you take it on the chin

Yonder comes sin