当前位置:首页 > 歌词大全 > When I Paint My Masterpiece歌词
  • 作词 : Bob Dylan
    作曲 : Bob Dylan
    Oh, the streets of Rome are filled with rubble
    Ancient footprints are everywhere
    You can almost think that you're seein' double
    On a cord, dark night on the Spanish Stairs
    Got to hurry on back to my hotel room
    Where I've got me a date with Botticelli's niece
    She promised that she'd be right there with me
    When I paint my masterpiece
    Oh, the hours I've spent inside the Coliseum
    Dodging lions and wastin' time
    Oh, those mighty kings of the jungle
    I could hardly stand to see 'em
    Yes, it sure has been a long, hard climb
    Train wheels runnin' through the back of my memory
    When I ran on the hilltop following a pack of wild geese
    Someday, everything is gonna be smooth like a rhapsody
    When I paint my masterpiece
    Sailin' round the world in a dirty gondola
    Oh to be back in the land of Coca Cola!
    I left Rome and landed in Brussels
    On a plane ride so bumpy that I almost cried
    Clergymen in uniform and young girls pullin' muscles
    Everyone was there to greet me when I stepped inside
    Newspapermen eating candy had to be held down by big police Someday,
    Everything is gonna be different
    When I paint my masterpiece
  • 作词 : Bob Dylan
    作曲 : Bob Dylan
    Oh, the streets of Rome are filled with rubble
    Ancient footprints are everywhere
    You can almost think that you're seein' double
    On a cord, dark night on the Spanish Stairs
    Got to hurry on back to my hotel room
    Where I've got me a date with Botticelli's niece
    She promised that she'd be right there with me
    When I paint my masterpiece
    Oh, the hours I've spent inside the Coliseum
    Dodging lions and wastin' time
    Oh, those mighty kings of the jungle
    I could hardly stand to see 'em
    Yes, it sure has been a long, hard climb
    Train wheels runnin' through the back of my memory
    When I ran on the hilltop following a pack of wild geese
    Someday, everything is gonna be smooth like a rhapsody
    When I paint my masterpiece
    Sailin' round the world in a dirty gondola
    Oh to be back in the land of Coca Cola!
    I left Rome and landed in Brussels
    On a plane ride so bumpy that I almost cried
    Clergymen in uniform and young girls pullin' muscles
    Everyone was there to greet me when I stepped inside
    Newspapermen eating candy had to be held down by big police Someday,
    Everything is gonna be different
    When I paint my masterpiece