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  • 作词 : Chrissie Hynde
    作曲 : Chrissie Hynde
    I made my bed but
    I couldn't sleep in it
    With the man in red tracking me minute by minute
    Running like a horse, always looking behind me
    But of course he would always find me
    Hey, buddy, hey, friend, my pal, my brother
    We take shelter in each other
    I'll keep it simple, you keep it true
    I owe my last ride to you
    Heaven and hell ride in tandem
    I used to mix them up at random
    I spent my youth on a reckless futile race
    Where love and truth could never place
    Hey, buddy, hey, friend, my pal, my brother
    We take shelter in each other
    I'll keep it simple, you keep it true
    I owe my last ride to you
    After all nobody can save
    The mortal body from the grave
    Who can arrest the soul's sad journey in its plight?
    One more day to get it right
    I decided to stop dying
    No more cheatin' no more lyin'
    What kind of club opens its gates to sinners like me?
    And bids them forth unto eternity
    Hey, buddy, hey, friend, my pal, my brother
    We take shelter in each other
    I'll keep it simple, you keep it true
    I owe the last ride to you
    Under the buckeye trees
    Where the rubber city grew
    I owe the last ride to you
  • 作词 : Chrissie Hynde
    作曲 : Chrissie Hynde
    I made my bed but
    I couldn't sleep in it
    With the man in red tracking me minute by minute
    Running like a horse, always looking behind me
    But of course he would always find me
    Hey, buddy, hey, friend, my pal, my brother
    We take shelter in each other
    I'll keep it simple, you keep it true
    I owe my last ride to you
    Heaven and hell ride in tandem
    I used to mix them up at random
    I spent my youth on a reckless futile race
    Where love and truth could never place
    Hey, buddy, hey, friend, my pal, my brother
    We take shelter in each other
    I'll keep it simple, you keep it true
    I owe my last ride to you
    After all nobody can save
    The mortal body from the grave
    Who can arrest the soul's sad journey in its plight?
    One more day to get it right
    I decided to stop dying
    No more cheatin' no more lyin'
    What kind of club opens its gates to sinners like me?
    And bids them forth unto eternity
    Hey, buddy, hey, friend, my pal, my brother
    We take shelter in each other
    I'll keep it simple, you keep it true
    I owe the last ride to you
    Under the buckeye trees
    Where the rubber city grew
    I owe the last ride to you