Jokerman-Bob Dylan

[00:00.000] 作词 : Bob Dylan [00:00.502] 作曲 : Bob Dylan [00:01.05]Jokerman [00:02.09] [00:02.69]Standing on the waters casting your bread [00:05.29]While the eyes of the idol with the iron head are glowing. [00:13.64]Distant ships sailing into the mist, [00:16.10]You were born with a snake in both of your fists while a hurricane was blowing. [00:26.00]Freedom just around the corner for you [00:30.36]But with the truth so far off, what good will it do? [00:34.67] [00:37.82]Jokerman dance to the nightingale tune, [00:41.42]Bird fly high by the light of the moon, [00:44.92]Oh, oh, oh, jokerman. [00:50.24] [00:52.57]So swiftly the sun sets in the sky, [00:55.69]You rise up and say goodbye to no one. [01:04.66]Fools rush in where angels fear to tread, [01:06.05]Both of their futures, so full of dread, you don't show one. [01:14.94]Shedding off one more layer of skin, [01:20.35]Keeping one step ahead of the persecutor within. [01:24.73] [01:27.78]Jokerman dance to the nightingale tune, [01:31.17]Bird fly high by the light of the moon, [01:34.43]Oh, oh, oh, jokerman. [01:39.27] [01:42.06]You're a man of the mountains, you can walk on the clouds, [01:44.93]Manipulator of crowds, you're a dream twister. [01:52.77]You're going to sodom and gomorrah [01:54.34]But what do you care? ain't nobody there would want to marry your sister. [02:03.72]Friend to the martyr, a friend to the woman of shame, [02:09.92]You look into the fiery furnace, see the rich man without any name. [02:14.24] [02:18.58]Jokerman dance to the nightingale tune, [02:20.88]Bird fly high by the light of the moon, [02:24.39]Oh, oh, oh, jokerman. [02:28.08] [02:45.26]Well, the book of leviticus and deuteronomy, [02:46.24]The law of the jungle and the sea are your only teachers. [02:57.84]In the smoke of the twilight on a milk-white steed, [02:58.69]Michelangelo indeed could've carved out your features. [03:04.70]Resting in the fields, far from the turbulent space, [03:11.52]Half asleep near the stars with a small dog licking your face. [03:17.22] [03:17.87]Jokerman dance to the nightingale tune, [03:22.62]Bird fly high by the light of the moon, [03:24.37]Oh. oh. oh. jokerman. [03:28.81] [03:43.19]Well, the rifleman's stalking the sick and the lame, [03:46.51]Preacherman seeks the same, who'll get there first is uncertain. [03:53.27]Nightsticks and water cannons, tear gas, padlocks, [03:56.80]Molotov cocktails and rocks behind every curtain, [04:03.71]False-hearted judges dying in the webs that they spin, [04:10.33]Only a matter of time 'til night comes steppin' in. [04:14.57] [04:17.01]Jokerman dance to the nightingale tune, [04:20.81]Bird fly high by the light of the moon, [04:24.19]Oh, oh, oh, jokerman. [04:28.59] [04:45.91]It's a shadowy world, skies are slippery gray, [04:47.46]A woman just gave birth to a prince today and dressed him in scarlet. [04:52.82]He'll put the priest in his pocket, put the blade to the heat, [04:56.31]Take the motherless children off the street [04:59.53]And place them at the feet of a harlot. [05:04.53]Oh, jokerman, you know what he wants, [05:10.47]Oh, jokerman, you don't show any response. [05:14.58] [05:18.45]Jokerman dance to the nightingale tune, [05:20.81]Bird fly high by the light of the moon, [05:24.62]Oh, oh, oh, jokerman. [05:28.73]