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  • 作词 : Brown
    作曲 : Brown Greg
    Coldest night of the winter
    working up my farewell
    In the middle of everything
    under no particular spell
    Dreaming of the mountains
    where the children learn the stars
    Clouds roll in from Nebraska
    dark chords on a big guitar
    My restlessness is long gone
    standing like an old jack pine
    I'm looking for Rexroth's daughter
    She's a friend of a friend of mine
    Can't believe your hands and mouth
    did all that to me
    And they are so daily naked
    for all the world to see
    That thunderstorm in Michigan
    I never will forget
    We shook right with the thunder
    & with the pounding rain got wet
    Where did you turn when you turned from me
    with your arms across your chest
    Ya,I'm looking for Rexroth's daughter
    saw her in the great northwest
    Would she have said it was the wrong time
    if I had found her then
    I don't ask very much
    a field across the road and a few good friends
    She used to come & see me
    she was always there & gone
    Even the very longest love
    do'nt last very long
    She'd stood there in my doorway
    smoothing out her dress
    saying 'life is a thump-ripe melon-
    -so sweet and such a mess'
    (I wanted to get to know you
    but you said you were shy
    I would have followed you anywhere
    but hello rolled into goodbye
    I just stood there watching
    as you walked along the fence
    Beware of them that look at you
    as an experience
    You're back out on the highway
    with your poems of city heat
    I'm looking for Rexroth's daughter
    here on my own side street)
    Well,The murderer who lived next door
    seemed such a normal guy--
    You try to swallow what they shove at us
    you run out of tears to cry
    I heard a man speak quietly
    I listened for a while
    He spoke from his heart to my woe
    & then he bowed & smiled
    What is real but compassion
    as we move from birth to death
    Ya,I'm looking for Rexroth's daughter
    & I'm running out of breath
    Spring will come back I know it will
    & it'll do its best
    so useful, so endangered
    like a lion or a breast
    I think about my children
    when I look at any child's face
    pray that we will find a way
    to get with all this amazing grace
    It's so cold out there tonight
    stormy I can hardly see
    I'm looking for Rexroth's daughter
    & I guess I always will be.
  • 作词 : Brown
    作曲 : Brown Greg
    Coldest night of the winter
    working up my farewell
    In the middle of everything
    under no particular spell
    Dreaming of the mountains
    where the children learn the stars
    Clouds roll in from Nebraska
    dark chords on a big guitar
    My restlessness is long gone
    standing like an old jack pine
    I'm looking for Rexroth's daughter
    She's a friend of a friend of mine
    Can't believe your hands and mouth
    did all that to me
    And they are so daily naked
    for all the world to see
    That thunderstorm in Michigan
    I never will forget
    We shook right with the thunder
    & with the pounding rain got wet
    Where did you turn when you turned from me
    with your arms across your chest
    Ya,I'm looking for Rexroth's daughter
    saw her in the great northwest
    Would she have said it was the wrong time
    if I had found her then
    I don't ask very much
    a field across the road and a few good friends
    She used to come & see me
    she was always there & gone
    Even the very longest love
    do'nt last very long
    She'd stood there in my doorway
    smoothing out her dress
    saying 'life is a thump-ripe melon-
    -so sweet and such a mess'
    (I wanted to get to know you
    but you said you were shy
    I would have followed you anywhere
    but hello rolled into goodbye
    I just stood there watching
    as you walked along the fence
    Beware of them that look at you
    as an experience
    You're back out on the highway
    with your poems of city heat
    I'm looking for Rexroth's daughter
    here on my own side street)
    Well,The murderer who lived next door
    seemed such a normal guy--
    You try to swallow what they shove at us
    you run out of tears to cry
    I heard a man speak quietly
    I listened for a while
    He spoke from his heart to my woe
    & then he bowed & smiled
    What is real but compassion
    as we move from birth to death
    Ya,I'm looking for Rexroth's daughter
    & I'm running out of breath
    Spring will come back I know it will
    & it'll do its best
    so useful, so endangered
    like a lion or a breast
    I think about my children
    when I look at any child's face
    pray that we will find a way
    to get with all this amazing grace
    It's so cold out there tonight
    stormy I can hardly see
    I'm looking for Rexroth's daughter
    & I guess I always will be.