Don’t you tell her she’s too shy,

she’s just the sensitive kind.

Moonlight pools in her coffee cup,

she hears the streetlights hum and cry.

Touch her slow, like vinyl spins,

let the night drip off your skin.

She’ll answer in a trembling key,

a minor chord of cinnamon.

Hold the silence after the storm,

that’s where her true words form.

The sea the sky the you and I

The sea the sky for you and I

I’ll know we’re all blues

All Shades all hues all blues

Some blues are sad

But some are glad

Dark-sad or bright-gald

They’re all blues

All shades all hues all blues

The color of colors

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斯卡布羅集市 (英語) – Andy Blues/華燈初上

Are you going to Scarborough Fair

您正要去斯卡布羅集市嗎

Parsley sage rosemary and thyme

歐芹鼠尾草 迷迭香和百里香

Remember me to one who lives there

代我向那兒的一位姑娘問好

He once was a true love of mine

他曾經是我的愛人

Tell her to make me a cambric shirt

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Carry my blues for a while,

Let ’em ride on your shoulder like a shadowed mile.

When the night wind hums through the cracked windowpane,

Hold my sorrow in your pocket, ease the strain.

I’ll trade you a tear for a spark in your smile,

Just carry my blues, carry my blues for a while.

When the jukebox forgets how to cry,

Let your heartbeat keep the slow 4/4 alive.

We’ll walk the river, neon dripping in twos—

You hold the dark, I’ll keep what’s left of the moon.

Black soul, black night, black cat cross my trail,

Black guitar, black boots, black dust in my nail.

I howl at the moon till the midnight’s on fire,

Got a black-soul rhythm and a razor-wire choir.

Mama said, “Son, you born under a bad star sign,”

So I tuned my heartbeat to a low-down grind.

Black coffee, black smoke, black freight train moan—

Ride that dark sound till the devil calls it home.