[00:00.000] 作词 : Donovan, Stowell
[00:04.79]Oh the little white road climbs over the hill,
[00:10.88]My feet they must follow, they cannot be still,
[00:16.75]Must follow and follow though far it may roam,
[00:22.69]Oh little white road, will you never come home?
[00:31.06]Oh the hills they are patient and steadfast and wise,
[00:37.14]They look o'er the valleys and up to the skies,
[00:43.06]But the little white road scrambles up them and over,
[00:49.19]Oh little white road, you are ever the rover.
[01:02.54]I fain would go with you right down to the sea,
[01:08.44]Where a ship with white sails would be waiting for me,
[01:15.10]Go sailing and sailing to strange lands afar,
[01:20.91]Where deserts and forests and lost cities are.
[01:34.20]But when I grew weary of my gypsying ways,
[01:40.18]I'd sail home again for to end all my days,
[01:46.41]In the little grey cottage, beside the grey hill,
[01:52.11]But you, little road, would be wandering still.
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