作曲 : Bruce Springsteen I was eight years old and running with a dime in my hand Into the bus stop to pick up a paper for my old man In that big old Buick, I'd sit on his lap and steer through town He'd tousle my hair and say, "Son, take a good look around" "This is your hometown" "This is your hometown" "Your hometown" "This is your hometown" In '65 tension was running high at my high school There was a lot of fights between the black and white There was nothin' you could do Two cars at a light on a Saturday night In the back seat there was a gun Words were passed in a shotgun blast Troubled times had come To my hometown To my hometown My hometown To my hometown Now Main Street's white-washed windows and vacant stores Seems like there ain't nobody wants to come down here no more They closed down the textile mill 'cross the little Texas tracks Foreman said, "These jobs are goin' boys, and they ain't comin' back" "To your hometown" "To your hometown" "To your hometown" "To your hometown" Last night me and Mary, we laid in bed Talked about getting out Packin' up our bags, maybe headin' south I'm thirty-five and we got a boy of our own now Last night we drove him downtown and said "Son, take a good look around" "This is your hometown" "This is your hometown" "This is your hometown" "This is your hometown" "And though the world you may travel all around" "This is your hometown"
[00:00.000] 作曲 : Bruce Springsteen [00:32.681]I was eight years old and running with a dime in my hand [00:40.749]Into the bus stop to pick up a paper for my old man [00:48.884]In that big old Buick, I'd sit on his lap and steer through town [00:57.262]He'd tousle my hair and say, "Son, take a good look around" [01:05.423]"This is your hometown" [01:09.552]"This is your hometown" [01:13.823]"Your hometown" [01:17.743]"This is your hometown" [01:25.983]In '65 tension was running high at my high school [01:34.125]There was a lot of fights between the black and white [01:38.351]There was nothin' you could do [01:42.687]Two cars at a light on a Saturday night [01:46.520]In the back seat there was a gun [01:50.862]Words were passed in a shotgun blast [01:54.655]Troubled times had come [01:58.877]To my hometown [02:03.014]To my hometown [02:07.262]My hometown [02:11.137]To my hometown [02:19.395]Now Main Street's white-washed windows and vacant stores [02:27.535]Seems like there ain't nobody wants to come down here no more [02:35.803]They closed down the textile mill 'cross the little Texas tracks [02:43.959]Foreman said, "These jobs are goin' boys, and they ain't comin' back" [02:52.225]"To your hometown" [02:56.335]"To your hometown" [03:00.486]"To your hometown" [03:04.555]"To your hometown" [03:12.680]Last night me and Mary, we laid in bed [03:16.876]Talked about getting out [03:21.241]Packin' up our bags, maybe headin' south [03:29.174]I'm thirty-five and we got a boy of our own now [03:37.436]Last night we drove him downtown and said [03:41.402]"Son, take a good look around" [03:47.715]"This is your hometown" [03:51.696]"This is your hometown" [03:59.825]"This is your hometown" [04:04.124]"This is your hometown" [04:12.382]"And though the world you may travel all around" [04:20.584]"This is your hometown"
