Outside The Nashville City Limits-Joan Baez

[00:00.00] 作曲 : Joan Baez [00:00.63](Words and Music by Joan Baez) [00:01.50]Outside the Nashville city limits [00:03.54]a friend and I did drive, [00:06.09]on a day in early winter [00:08.22]I was glad to be alive. [00:11.19]We went to see some friends of his [00:13.65]who lived upon a farm. [00:17.55]Strange and gentle country folk [00:19.92]who would wish nobody harm. [00:23.79]Fresh-cut sixty acres, [00:26.37]eight cows in the barn. [00:29.76]But the thing that I remember [00:33.00]on that cold day in December [00:37.77]was that my eyes they did brim over [00:49.47]as we talked. [00:49.71]In the slowest drawl I had ever heard [00:52.17]the man said "Come with me [00:55.23]if y'all wanna see the prettiest place [00:57.18]in all of Tennesee." [00:59.73]He poured us each a glass of wine [01:02.13]and a-walking we did go, [01:03.66]along fallen leaves and crackling ice [01:08.19]where a tiny brook did flow. [01:12.18]He knew every inch of the land [01:14.37]and Lord he loved it so. [01:17.97]But the thing that I remember [01:21.21]on that cold day in December [01:29.31]was that my eyes were brimming over [01:31.02]as we walked. [01:37.71]He set my down upon a stone [01:40.23]beside a running spring. [01:42.75]He talked in a voice so soft and clear [01:44.97]like the waters I heard sing. [01:47.73]He said "We searched quite a time [01:49.89]for a place to call our own. [01:53.73]There was just me and Mary John [01:56.13]and now I guess we're home." [01:59.70]I looked at the ground and wondered [02:01.68]how many years they each had roamed. [02:03.48]And Lord I do remember [02:08.91]on that day in late December [02:17.07]how my eyes kept brimming over [02:20.19]as we talked. [02:21.27]As we walked. [02:30.18]And standing there with outstretched arms [02:32.79]he said to me "You know, [02:35.31]I can't wait till the heavy storms [02:37.83]cover the ground with snow, [02:40.17]and there on the pond the watercress [02:42.45]is all that don't turn white. [02:46.02]When the sun is high you squint your eyes [02:48.63]and look at the hills so bright." [02:52.35]And nodding his head my friend said, [02:54.54]"And it seems like overnight [02:59.85]that the leaves come out so tender [03:05.22]at the turning of the winter..." [03:07.41]I thought the skies they would brim over [03:11.49]as we talked. [03:11.73]© 1970, 1971 Chandos Music (ASCAP)