[00:00.000] 作曲 : Bruce Springsteen
[00:03.624]'Cross the desert, the rain came hard and black
[00:08.271]Two shovelheads rumblin' 'cross the railroad tracks
[00:12.909]Sheriff steps out of his car, takes off his hat
[00:17.618]And slowly looks around
[00:22.338]Ostrich boots and a diamond ring
[00:26.355]Scar on his cheek too deep to think
[00:30.773]He steps up to the bar, orders a drink
[00:34.842]I watch him as he shoots it down
[00:38.906]I was just eighteen down in Indian Town
[00:48.313]Billy was workin' as a hired hand
[00:51.880]He was a Hopi in off the First Mesa
[00:56.029]Weekends, we'd head into town for a drink and a dance
[01:00.975]A little trouble and a look around
[01:05.089]A woman with hair black as coal and eyes of blue
[01:09.075]Stood in the street over a young kid with his leg shot through
[01:14.593]Sheriff pushes his way through
[01:18.309]Shakes his head as he looks down
[01:32.019]In the spring, we'd ride the high desert
[01:35.884]Through Seligman and Kingman on old 66
[01:40.707]Make the poker run through Bullhead City
[01:44.478]Into Laughlin and back around
[01:52.771]I welded it outta cast iron, just like his ride
[01:58.052]Stuck it into the ground, where he died
[02:02.475]Marked on it his name and the day he was born
[02:07.415]And the day he went down
[02:10.424]On that white stretch of road outside of Indian Town
[02:25.422]It was closing time, I was drunk
[02:27.831]And she was somebody's wife
[02:31.244]I was drunk, too drunk to see the knife
[02:35.371]I felt a push, and I was on my back
[02:39.103]Ceiling black and comin' down