Jokerman - Bob Dylan

[00:00.000] 作曲 : B. Dylan
[00:02.69]Standing on the waters casting your bread
[00:05.29]While the eyes of the idol with the iron head are glowing.
[00:13.64]Distant ships sailing into the mist,
[00:16.10]You were born with a snake in both of your fists while a hurricane was blowing.
[00:26.00]Freedom just around the corner for you
[00:30.36]But with the truth so far off, what good will it do?
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[00:37.82]Jokerman dance to the nightingale tune,
[00:41.42]Bird fly high by the light of the moon,
[00:44.92]Oh, oh, oh, jokerman.
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[00:52.57]So swiftly the sun sets in the sky,
[00:55.69]You rise up and say goodbye to no one.
[01:04.66]Fools rush in where angels fear to tread,
[01:06.05]Both of their futures, so full of dread, you don't show one.
[01:14.94]Shedding off one more layer of skin,
[01:20.35]Keeping one step ahead of the persecutor within.
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[01:27.78]Jokerman dance to the nightingale tune,
[01:31.17]Bird fly high by the light of the moon,
[01:34.43]Oh, oh, oh, jokerman.
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[01:42.06]You're a man of the mountains, you can walk on the clouds,
[01:44.93]Manipulator of crowds, you're a dream twister.
[01:52.77]You're going to sodom and gomorrah
[01:54.34]But what do you care? ain't nobody there would want to marry your sister.
[02:03.72]Friend to the martyr, a friend to the woman of shame,
[02:09.92]You look into the fiery furnace, see the rich man without any name.
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[02:18.58]Jokerman dance to the nightingale tune,
[02:20.88]Bird fly high by the light of the moon,
[02:24.39]Oh, oh, oh, jokerman.
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[02:45.26]Well, the book of leviticus and deuteronomy,
[02:46.24]The law of the jungle and the sea are your only teachers.
[02:57.84]In the smoke of the twilight on a milk-white steed,
[02:58.69]Michelangelo indeed could've carved out your features.
[03:04.70]Resting in the fields, far from the turbulent space,
[03:11.52]Half asleep near the stars with a small dog licking your face.
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[03:17.87]Jokerman dance to the nightingale tune,
[03:22.62]Bird fly high by the light of the moon,
[03:24.37]Oh. oh. oh. jokerman.
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[03:43.19]Well, the rifleman's stalking the sick and the lame,
[03:46.51]Preacherman seeks the same, who'll get there first is uncertain.
[03:53.27]Nightsticks and water cannons, tear gas, padlocks,
[03:56.80]Molotov cocktails and rocks behind every curtain,
[04:03.71]False-hearted judges dying in the webs that they spin,
[04:10.33]Only a matter of time 'til night comes steppin' in.
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[04:17.01]Jokerman dance to the nightingale tune,
[04:20.81]Bird fly high by the light of the moon,
[04:24.19]Oh, oh, oh, jokerman.
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[04:45.91]It's a shadowy world, skies are slippery gray,
[04:47.46]A woman just gave birth to a prince today and dressed him in scarlet.
[04:52.82]He'll put the priest in his pocket, put the blade to the heat,
[04:56.31]Take the motherless children off the street
[04:59.53]And place them at the feet of a harlot.
[05:04.53]Oh, jokerman, you know what he wants,
[05:10.47]Oh, jokerman, you don't show any response.
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[05:18.45]Jokerman dance to the nightingale tune,
[05:20.81]Bird fly high by the light of the moon,
[05:24.62]Oh, oh, oh, jokerman.
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