Gasoline Alley - Rod Stewart (洛德.斯蒂沃特)

Written by：Rod Stewart/Ron Wood

I think I know now

What's making me sad

It's a yearnin' for my own back yard

I realize maybe I was wrong to leave

Better swallow up my silly country pride

Going home running home

Down to Gasoline Alley

Where I started from

Going home and I'm running home

Down to Gasoline Alley

Where I was born

When the weather's better

And the rails unfreeze

And the wind don't whistle 'round my knees

I'll put on my weddin' suit

And catch the evening train

I'll be home before

The milk's upon the door

Going home running home

Down to Gasoline Alley

Where I started from

Going home and I'm running home

Down to Gasoline Alley

Where I was born

But if anything should happen

And my plans go wrong

Should I stray to the house on the hill

Let it be known

That my intentions were good

I'd be singing in my alley

If I could

And if I'm called away and

It's my turn to go

Should the blood run cold in my veins

Just one favor I'll be asking of you

Don't bury me here

It's too cold

Take me back carry me back

Down to Gasoline Alley

Where I started from

Take me back won't you carry me home

Down to Gasoline Alley

Where I started from

Take me back carry me back

Down to Gasoline Alley

Where I started from

Take me back carry me back

Down to Gasoline Alley

Where I started from

Take me back carry me back

Down to Gasoline Alley

Where I started from