クレジット
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Cam Tapp
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ray LaMontagne
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Cam Tapp
Producer
Chas Hunter
Producer
歌詞
Cocaine flame in my bloodstream
Sold my coat when I hit Spokane
Bought myself a hard pack of cigarettes
In the early morning rain
Lately, my hands they don't feel like mine
My eyes been stung with dust, I'm blind
Held you in my arms one time
Lost you just the same
Jolene
I ain't about to go straight
It's too late
I found myself face down in the ditch
Booze in my hair, blood on my lips
A picture of you, holding a picture of me
In the pocket of my blue jeans
Still don't know what love means
Still don't know what love means
Jolene
Ah, la la la, la la la la
Jolene
Been so long since I seen your face
Or felt a part of this human race
I've been living out of this here suitcase
For way too long
Man needs something he can hold onto
Nine-pound hammer or a woman like you
Either one of them things will do
Jolene
I ain't about to go straight
It's too late
I found myself face down in the ditch
Booze in my hair, blood on my lips
A picture of you, holding a picture of me
In the pocket of my blue jeans
Still don't know what love means
Still don't know what love means
Jolene
La, la la la, la la la
Jolene
La, la la la, la la la
Jolene
Written by: Ray LaMontagne
