積分

演出藝人
Blues Traveler
Blues Traveler
演出者
羅馬
羅馬
吉他
Brendan Hill
Brendan Hill
Dustin Bushnell
Dustin Bushnell
聲樂
Tad Kinchla
Tad Kinchla
低音吉他
Jared Watson
Jared Watson
聲樂
John Popper
John Popper
口琴
Chan Kinchla
Chan Kinchla
電吉他
Ben Wilson
Ben Wilson
鋼琴
David Foral
David Foral
貝斯
Jon Olazabal
Jon Olazabal
打擊樂
Matt Ochoa
Matt Ochoa
詞曲
Brendan Hill
Brendan Hill
詞曲創作
Dustin Bushnell
Dustin Bushnell
詞曲創作
Chandler Kinchla
Chandler Kinchla
詞曲創作
Tad Kinchla
Tad Kinchla
詞曲創作
Jared Watson
Jared Watson
詞曲創作
Ben Wilson
Ben Wilson
詞曲創作
John Popper
John Popper
詞曲創作
製作與工程團隊
羅馬
羅馬
製作人
Jeff Moxley
Jeff Moxley
工程師
Mike Sassano
Mike Sassano
助理工程師
Nick Agee
Nick Agee
助理工程師

歌詞

I'm just chasin' the wind whisperin' Willie Nelson
Thirteen knots if I'm caughts where I'm restin'
A dead man's hand and I got all my chips in
Ace high, 8 low, thunder in the distance
My trail leads west, desperado on a mission
Vagabond blues when I hear the train whistlin'
No rest for the wicked, I'll sleep when I'm buried
No name on my tombstone, call me Huckleberry
Yeah
Out there Jared's got a whiskey
I hope that no one'll miss me
When I'm gone, when I'm gone
I couldn't tell ya 'bout the right or wrong
Out there Jared's got a whiskey
I hope that no one'll miss me
When I'm gone, when I'm gone
I couldn't tell ya 'bout the right or wrong
I keep movin' on like vagabond, but leave the fire on
Illuminate the light at night so I can find my way back home
You never know what's told, we might be old or all be dead at dawn
The Devil knows I'm sold, he's sitting shotgun, ride along
Rabid dog fight, foaming, rabid dog bite
All these words are muddy water like I'm fishing with some dynamite
Dead to rights, pistol sights, pine box filled at night
They just might close it tight, man, it will be our night, yeah
My bones grown damn brittle
Every line in my face is a riddle
When I'm gone, when I'm gone
I couldn't tell ya 'bout the right or wrong
My bones grown damn brittle
Every line in my face is a riddle
When I'm gone, when I'm gone
I couldn't tell ya 'bout the right or wrong
Met a girl who needed help
Felt that I could share the wealth
Picked her up, talked a bit
Laughed about our pain within
She was Ruby and I was I
And while she glistened, I'd just lie
Every word that she said
Echoed like drums in my head
Years have passed and I grew old
And traveled 'round in search for her
She took my heart, and took my gold
Another vagabond love story told
High road, never been a preacher
Fool's gold, always been a-teachin'
When I'm gone, when I'm gone
I couldn't tell ya 'bout the right or wrong
Well, I'm dyin' lookin' at the pictures
All my lies never gonna fix her
When I'm gone, when I'm gone
I couldn't tell ya 'bout the right or wrong
I couldn't tell ya 'bout the right or wrong
I couldn't tell ya 'bout the right or wrong
I couldn't tell ya 'bout the right or wrong
When I'm gone, when I'm gone
I couldn't tell ya 'bout the right or wrong
When I'm gone, when I'm gone
I couldn't tell ya 'bout the right or wrong
When I'm gone, gone
Written by: Ben Wilson, Brendan Hill, Chandler Kinchla, Dustin Bushnell, Jared Watson, John C. Popper, ROME, Tad Kinchla
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