Love Song To A Stranger 2-Joan Baez

[ti:Love Song To A Stranger 2] [ar:Joan Baez] [al:From Every Stage] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]Love Song To A Stranger 2 - Joan Baez (琼·贝兹) [00:05.15]They brought me a beautiful basket of fruit [00:10.20]And two finger bowls of glass [00:14.49] [00:15.11]The couch is gold with a floral design [00:19.93]And the wine is Germany's best [00:23.05] [00:24.61]And the wine is Germany's best [00:30.55] [00:32.48]My thoughts drift into the frozen night [00:37.40]Frankfurt is covered with snow [00:42.20]And numbly they ride on an icy wind [00:47.05]To places they're longing to go [00:51.88]To places they're longing to go [00:57.56] [00:59.20]I remember the tall dark Irish rose [01:04.22]Who held me in my limousine [01:09.02]And slept with me under a burgundy quilt [01:14.04]With sheets of silk in between [01:18.40] [01:19.11]Well anyway that's how it seemed [01:24.33] [01:26.41]I thought I wanted to marry him [01:31.10]His face was sculpted by God [01:35.58] [01:36.20]His words were gentle and ever so true [01:41.11]And soft as the Irish fog [01:45.56] [01:46.08]And lost in the Irish fog [01:51.74] [01:55.75]I remember the boy from the monastery [02:00.46] [02:01.03]Who wanted to be a monk [02:05.06] [02:05.83]But he brought flowers and wine to my room [02:10.55]And we both got happily drunk [02:14.97] [02:15.55]And we both got perfectly drunk [02:21.48] [02:22.95]He laughed like the chimes of a silver bell [02:27.97]His eyes were alexandrite blue [02:32.72]He danced the t'ai chi with the grace of a deer [02:37.67]And I wanted to marry him too [02:42.64]Yes I wanted to marry him too [02:47.48] [02:49.98]There was that son of a dog from the Tennessee hills [02:55.04]Kept telling me I was still young [02:59.71]He spoke in pure southern and smoothed out the lines [03:04.17]Round my eyes saying I was the one [03:09.79]Forever that I'd be the one [03:14.97] [03:17.33]He drank and he cussed and he wrote his own songs [03:22.14]He was very much on the go [03:27.13]We followed each other for over a year [03:31.61] [03:32.20]I couldn't have married him though [03:34.00] [03:36.76]So we just lived in sin on the road [03:42.01] [03:49.06]There was that black eyed beauty from Boston town [03:54.60]Two days were never too long [03:59.21]He stood by the mirror and picked out a rose [04:04.26]But I already wrote him a song [04:09.13]Yes I already wrote him a song [04:15.36] [04:16.80]So here I sit with my basket of fruit [04:21.79]And two finger bowls of glass [04:26.04] [04:26.74]I finished my bottle of Germany's best [04:31.39]And concluded my thoughts on the past [04:36.00] [04:36.66]That love is a pain in the a**