Coyote-Joni Mitchell

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[00:00.00]Coyote (LP版) - Joni Mitchell (琼尼·米契儿)
[00:06.48]Written by：Joni Mitchell
[00:12.97]No regrets coyote
[00:15.40]We just come from such different sets of circumstance
[00:18.32]I'm up all night in the studios
[00:20.20]And you're up early on your ranch
[00:24.24]You'll be brushing out a brood mare's tail
[00:27.15]While the sun is ascending
[00:28.71]And I'll just be getting home with my reel to reel
[00:33.42]There's no comprehending
[00:35.90]Just how close to the bone and the skin
[00:38.10]And the eyes and the lips you can get
[00:41.81]And still feel so alone
[00:44.72]And still feel related
[00:47.70]Like stations in some relay
[00:49.66]You're not a hit and run driver no no
[00:53.94]Racing away
[00:56.38]You just picked up a hitcher
[00:58.82]A prisoner of the white lines on the freeway
[01:13.93]We saw a farmhouse burning down
[01:16.53]In the middle of the road
[01:17.71]Where in the middle of the night
[01:19.31]We rolled right past that tragedy
[01:22.24]Till we pulled into some road house lights
[01:25.24]Where a local band was playing
[01:28.18]Locals were up kicking and shaking on the floor
[01:31.76]The next thing I know
[01:33.90]That coyote's at my door
[01:36.76]He pins me in a corner and he won't take no
[01:39.38]He drags me out on the dance floor
[01:41.30]And we're dancing close and slow
[01:44.53]Now he's got a woman at home
[01:47.40]He's got another woman down the hall
[01:48.88]He seems to want me anyway
[01:51.73]Why'd you have to get so drunk and
[01:54.49]Lead me on that way
[01:56.81]You just picked up a hitcher
[01:59.38]A prisoner of the white lines on the freeway
[02:14.10]I looked a coyote right in the face
[02:17.07]On the road to baljennie near my old home town
[02:19.69]He went runnin' through the whisker wheat
[02:23.11]Chasing some prize down
[02:25.55]And a hawk was playing with him
[02:28.35]Coyote was jumping straight up and making passes
[02:31.75]He had those same eyes just like yours
[02:34.77]Under your dark glasses
[02:37.45]Privately probing the public rooms
[02:39.99]Peeking through keyholes in numbered doors
[02:43.14]Where the players lick their wounds
[02:45.31]And take their temporary lovers
[02:47.89]And their pills and powders to get them through this passion play
[02:52.74]No regrets coyote
[02:54.68]I just get off up away
[02:57.20]You just picked up a hitcher
[02:59.83]A prisoner of the white lines on the freeway
[03:14.88]Coyote's in the coffee shop
[03:16.92]He's staring a hole in his scrambled eggs
[03:19.76]And he picks up my scent on his fingers
[03:21.87]While he's watching a waitresses' legs
[03:24.53]He's too far from the Bay of Fundy
[03:28.40]From appaloosas and eagles and tides
[03:32.52]The air conditioned cubicles and the carbon ribbon rides
[03:37.14]Are spelling it out so clear
[03:39.43]Either he's going to have to stand and fight
[03:42.51]Or take off out of here
[03:45.57]I tried to run away myself
[03:48.47]To run away and wrestle with my ego
[03:53.79]And with this flame you put here in this Eskimo
[03:59.84]In this hitcher
[04:02.27]In this prisoner
[04:04.91]Of the fine white lines
[04:08.83]Of the white lines
[04:10.59]On the free free way