作曲 : Gordon Bok
The ways of man are 'passing strange
He buys his freedom and he counts his change
Then he lets the wind his days arrange
And he calls the tide his master
Oh, the days, oh the days
Oh, the fine long summer days
The fish come rolling in the bays
And he swore he'd never leave me
But the days grow short and the year gets old
And the fish won't stay where the water's cold
And if they're going to fill the hold
They've got to go offshore to find them
Oh, the days, oh the days
Oh, the fine long summer days
The fish come rolling in the bays
And he swore he'd never leave me
So they go outside on the raving deep
And they pray the Lord their soul to keep
But the waves will roll them all to sleep
And the tide will be their keeper
Oh, the days, oh the days
Oh, the fine long summer days
The fish come rolling in the bays
And he swore he'd never leave me
Oh, the tide, oh, the tide
Oh, you dark and you bitter tide
If I can't have him by my side
I guess I have to leave him
Oh, the days, oh the days
Oh, the fine long summer days
The fish come rolling in the bays
And he swore he'd never leave me
I gave you one, I gave you two
The best that rotten old boat could do
You won't be happy till I give you three
But I'll be damned if you'll get me
Oh, the days, oh the days
Oh, the fine long summer days
The fish come rolling in the bays
And he swore he'd never leave me
Oh, the tide, oh, the tide
Oh, you dark and you bitter tide
If I can't have him by my side
The water's welcome to him
Oh, the days, oh the days
Oh, the fine long summer days
The fish come rolling in the bays
And he swore he'd never leave me
Ah, Lord, I know that the day will come
When one less boat comes slogging home
I don't mind knowing that he'll be the one
But I can't spend my whole life praying
Oh, the days, oh the days
Oh, the fine long summer days
The fish come rolling in the bays
And he swore he'd never leave me
I gave you one, I have you two
The best that poor old boat could do
You'll have it all before you're through
Well, I've got no more to give you
Oh, the days, oh the days
Oh, the fine long summer days
The fish come rolling in the bays
And he swore he'd never leave me
The ways of man are 'passing strange
He buys his freedom and he counts his change
Then he lets the wind his days arrange
And he calls the tide his master
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LRC歌词版本
[00:00.000] 作曲 : Gordon Bok
[00:00.821]The ways of man are 'passing strange
[00:06.200]He buys his freedom and he counts his change
[00:11.171]Then he lets the wind his days arrange
[00:16.462]And he calls the tide his master
[00:23.173]Oh, the days, oh the days
[00:27.287]Oh, the fine long summer days
[00:30.907]The fish come rolling in the bays
[00:34.621]And he swore he'd never leave me
[00:40.605]But the days grow short and the year gets old
[00:44.477]And the fish won't stay where the water's cold
[00:49.120]And if they're going to fill the hold
[00:52.001]They've got to go offshore to find them
[00:56.759]Oh, the days, oh the days
[01:00.926]Oh, the fine long summer days
[01:04.738]The fish come rolling in the bays
[01:08.350]And he swore he'd never leave me
[01:14.236]So they go outside on the raving deep
[01:18.279]And they pray the Lord their soul to keep
[01:22.223]But the waves will roll them all to sleep
[01:26.165]And the tide will be their keeper
[01:30.672]Oh, the days, oh the days
[01:34.811]Oh, the fine long summer days
[01:38.480]The fish come rolling in the bays
[01:42.182]And he swore he'd never leave me
[01:48.634]Oh, the tide, oh, the tide
[01:52.680]Oh, you dark and you bitter tide
[01:56.574]If I can't have him by my side
[02:00.557]I guess I have to leave him
[02:04.812]Oh, the days, oh the days
[02:08.752]Oh, the fine long summer days
[02:12.523]The fish come rolling in the bays
[02:16.296]And he swore he'd never leave me
[02:22.623]I gave you one, I gave you two
[02:26.585]The best that rotten old boat could do
[02:31.055]You won't be happy till I give you three
[02:34.419]But I'll be damned if you'll get me
[02:38.795]Oh, the days, oh the days
[02:42.874]Oh, the fine long summer days
[02:46.636]The fish come rolling in the bays
[02:50.413]And he swore he'd never leave me
[02:56.843]Oh, the tide, oh, the tide
[03:00.936]Oh, you dark and you bitter tide
[03:04.723]If I can't have him by my side
[03:08.658]The water's welcome to him
[03:12.968]Oh, the days, oh the days
[03:17.065]Oh, the fine long summer days
[03:20.792]The fish come rolling in the bays
[03:24.590]And he swore he'd never leave me
[03:30.465]Ah, Lord, I know that the day will come
[03:34.499]When one less boat comes slogging home
[03:38.876]I don't mind knowing that he'll be the one
[03:42.625]But I can't spend my whole life praying
[03:46.908]Oh, the days, oh the days
[03:51.086]Oh, the fine long summer days
[03:54.796]The fish come rolling in the bays
[03:58.589]And he swore he'd never leave me
[04:04.862]I gave you one, I have you two
[04:08.984]The best that poor old boat could do
[04:13.339]You'll have it all before you're through
[04:16.659]Well, I've got no more to give you
[04:20.625]Oh, the days, oh the days
[04:25.284]Oh, the fine long summer days
[04:28.943]The fish come rolling in the bays
[04:32.733]And he swore he'd never leave me
[04:39.034]The ways of man are 'passing strange
[04:43.082]He buys his freedom and he counts his change
[04:47.080]Then he lets the wind his days arrange
[04:50.881]And he calls the tide his master
作曲 : Gordon Bok
The ways of man are 'passing strange
He buys his freedom and he counts his change
Then he lets the wind his days arrange
And he calls the tide his master
Oh, the days, oh the days
Oh, the fine long summer days
The fish come rolling in the bays
And he swore he'd never leave me
But the days grow short and the year gets old
And the fish won't stay where the water's cold
And if they're going to fill the hold
They've got to go offshore to find them
Oh, the days, oh the days
Oh, the fine long summer days
The fish come rolling in the bays
And he swore he'd never leave me
So they go outside on the raving deep
And they pray the Lord their soul to keep
But the waves will roll them all to sleep
And the tide will be their keeper
Oh, the days, oh the days
Oh, the fine long summer days
The fish come rolling in the bays
And he swore he'd never leave me
Oh, the tide, oh, the tide
Oh, you dark and you bitter tide
If I can't have him by my side
I guess I have to leave him
Oh, the days, oh the days
Oh, the fine long summer days
The fish come rolling in the bays
And he swore he'd never leave me
I gave you one, I gave you two
The best that rotten old boat could do
You won't be happy till I give you three
But I'll be damned if you'll get me
Oh, the days, oh the days
Oh, the fine long summer days
The fish come rolling in the bays
And he swore he'd never leave me
Oh, the tide, oh, the tide
Oh, you dark and you bitter tide
If I can't have him by my side
The water's welcome to him
Oh, the days, oh the days
Oh, the fine long summer days
The fish come rolling in the bays
And he swore he'd never leave me
Ah, Lord, I know that the day will come
When one less boat comes slogging home
I don't mind knowing that he'll be the one
But I can't spend my whole life praying
Oh, the days, oh the days
Oh, the fine long summer days
The fish come rolling in the bays
And he swore he'd never leave me
I gave you one, I have you two
The best that poor old boat could do
You'll have it all before you're through
Well, I've got no more to give you
Oh, the days, oh the days
Oh, the fine long summer days
The fish come rolling in the bays
And he swore he'd never leave me
The ways of man are 'passing strange
He buys his freedom and he counts his change
Then he lets the wind his days arrange
And he calls the tide his master
🎵
LRC歌词版本
[00:00.000] 作曲 : Gordon Bok
[00:00.821]The ways of man are 'passing strange
[00:06.200]He buys his freedom and he counts his change
[00:11.171]Then he lets the wind his days arrange
[00:16.462]And he calls the tide his master
[00:23.173]Oh, the days, oh the days
[00:27.287]Oh, the fine long summer days
[00:30.907]The fish come rolling in the bays
[00:34.621]And he swore he'd never leave me
[00:40.605]But the days grow short and the year gets old
[00:44.477]And the fish won't stay where the water's cold
[00:49.120]And if they're going to fill the hold
[00:52.001]They've got to go offshore to find them
[00:56.759]Oh, the days, oh the days
[01:00.926]Oh, the fine long summer days
[01:04.738]The fish come rolling in the bays
[01:08.350]And he swore he'd never leave me
[01:14.236]So they go outside on the raving deep
[01:18.279]And they pray the Lord their soul to keep
[01:22.223]But the waves will roll them all to sleep
[01:26.165]And the tide will be their keeper
[01:30.672]Oh, the days, oh the days
[01:34.811]Oh, the fine long summer days
[01:38.480]The fish come rolling in the bays
[01:42.182]And he swore he'd never leave me
[01:48.634]Oh, the tide, oh, the tide
[01:52.680]Oh, you dark and you bitter tide
[01:56.574]If I can't have him by my side
[02:00.557]I guess I have to leave him
[02:04.812]Oh, the days, oh the days
[02:08.752]Oh, the fine long summer days
[02:12.523]The fish come rolling in the bays
[02:16.296]And he swore he'd never leave me
[02:22.623]I gave you one, I gave you two
[02:26.585]The best that rotten old boat could do
[02:31.055]You won't be happy till I give you three
[02:34.419]But I'll be damned if you'll get me
[02:38.795]Oh, the days, oh the days
[02:42.874]Oh, the fine long summer days
[02:46.636]The fish come rolling in the bays
[02:50.413]And he swore he'd never leave me
[02:56.843]Oh, the tide, oh, the tide
[03:00.936]Oh, you dark and you bitter tide
[03:04.723]If I can't have him by my side
[03:08.658]The water's welcome to him
[03:12.968]Oh, the days, oh the days
[03:17.065]Oh, the fine long summer days
[03:20.792]The fish come rolling in the bays
[03:24.590]And he swore he'd never leave me
[03:30.465]Ah, Lord, I know that the day will come
[03:34.499]When one less boat comes slogging home
[03:38.876]I don't mind knowing that he'll be the one
[03:42.625]But I can't spend my whole life praying
[03:46.908]Oh, the days, oh the days
[03:51.086]Oh, the fine long summer days
[03:54.796]The fish come rolling in the bays
[03:58.589]And he swore he'd never leave me
[04:04.862]I gave you one, I have you two
[04:08.984]The best that poor old boat could do
[04:13.339]You'll have it all before you're through
[04:16.659]Well, I've got no more to give you
[04:20.625]Oh, the days, oh the days
[04:25.284]Oh, the fine long summer days
[04:28.943]The fish come rolling in the bays
[04:32.733]And he swore he'd never leave me
[04:39.034]The ways of man are 'passing strange
[04:43.082]He buys his freedom and he counts his change
[04:47.080]Then he lets the wind his days arrange
[04:50.881]And he calls the tide his master