[00:00.00] 作曲 : Richard Manuel
[00:19.48]We can talk about it now
[00:23.41]It's that same old riddle
[00:25.95]Only starting from the middle
[00:28.71]I'd fix it but I don't know how
[00:32.75]Well, we could try to reason
[00:35.15]But you might think it's treason
[00:37.59]
[00:38.83]One voice for all
[00:42.66]Echoing along the hall
[00:47.40]Don't give up on father clock
[00:52.48]We can talk about it now
[00:55.46]
[00:58.84]Come, let me show you how
[01:03.15]To keep the wheels turnin' you've got to
[01:06.04]Keep the engine churnin'
[01:08.16]But did you ever milk a cow
[01:12.57]I had the chance one day
[01:14.50]But I was all dressed up for Sunday
[01:17.19]
[01:18.21]Everybody, everywhere
[01:22.17]Do you really care
[01:26.77]Pick up your heads and walk
[01:31.62]We can talk about it now
[01:35.32]
[01:36.68]It seems to me we've been holding something
[01:41.49]Underneath our tongues
[01:45.46]I'm afraid if you ever got a pat on the back
[01:50.12]It would likely burst your lungs
[01:53.71]
[01:54.18]Oh, stop me if I should sound
[01:59.25]Kinda down in the mouth
[02:04.18]But I'd rather be burned in Canada
[02:08.52]Than to freeze here in the south
[02:11.62]
[02:14.14]Pulling that eternal plough
[02:17.90]We've got to find a sharper blade
[02:21.35]Or have a new one made
[02:23.19]Rest awhile and cool your brow
[02:27.09]Don't you see there's no need to slave
[02:30.57]The whip is in the grave
[02:32.50]
[02:33.08]No salt, no trance
[02:36.52]It's safe now to take a backward glance
[02:41.17]Because the flames have turned to chalk
[02:46.39]We can talk about it now
[02:49.51]
[02:55.63]We can talk about it now
[02:58.68]~~end~~

作曲 : Richard Manuel
We can talk about it now
It's that same old riddle
Only starting from the middle
I'd fix it but I don't know how
Well, we could try to reason
But you might think it's treason
One voice for all
Echoing along the hall
Don't give up on father clock
We can talk about it now
Come, let me show you how
To keep the wheels turnin' you've got to
Keep the engine churnin'
But did you ever milk a cow
I had the chance one day
But I was all dressed up for Sunday
Everybody, everywhere
Do you really care
Pick up your heads and walk
We can talk about it now
It seems to me we've been holding something
Underneath our tongues
I'm afraid if you ever got a pat on the back
It would likely burst your lungs
Oh, stop me if I should sound
Kinda down in the mouth
But I'd rather be burned in Canada
Than to freeze here in the south
Pulling that eternal plough
We've got to find a sharper blade
Or have a new one made
Rest awhile and cool your brow
Don't you see there's no need to slave
The whip is in the grave
No salt, no trance
It's safe now to take a backward glance
Because the flames have turned to chalk
We can talk about it now
We can talk about it now
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