作词 : Bob Dylan
作曲 : Bob Dylan
Highlands
My heart's in the Highlands, gentle and fair
Honeysuckle blooming in the wildwood air
Bluebells blazing where the Aberdeen waters flow
Well my heart's in the Highlands
I'm gonna go there when I feel good enough to go
Windows were shakin' all night in my dreams
Everything is exactly the way that it seems
Woke up this morning and I looked at the same old page
Same of rat race
Life in the same of cage
My heart's in the Highlands wherever I roam
That's where I'll be when I get called home
The wind, it whispers to the buck-eyed trees in rhyme
Well my heart's in the Highlands
I can only get there one step at a time
I'm listening to Neil Young, and I turn up the sound
Someone's always yelling"Could you turn that down?"
Feel like I've been drifting
Drifting from scene to scene
I'm wondering what in the devil could it all possibly mean?
Insanity is smashing against my soul
You can say I was on anything but a roll
If I had a conscience, well, I just might blow my top
What would I do with one anyway
Maybe take it to the pawn shop
My heart's in the Highlands at the break of dawn
By the beautiful lake of the Black Swan
Big white clouds like chariots that swing down low
Well my heart‘s in the Highlands
It's only place left for me to go
I'm in Boston town, in some restaurant
I got no idea what I want
Oh maybe I do but I'm just really not sure
Well, the waitress comes over
Has nobody in the place but me and her
I think it must be a holiday, and nobody around
She studies me closely as I sit down
She got a pretty face and long white shiny legs
I said"Tell me what I want"
She says, “You want hard boiled eggs”
I say"Yeah, that's right: bring me some"
She just said"We ain't got any, you've picked up the wrong time to come”
Then she says, “I know you're an artist, draw a picture of me!"
I say, “I would if I could, but I don't do sketches from memory"
But she says,"I'm right here in front of you, or haven't you looked?"
I say, “Yes, I know, but I don't have my drawing book!”
Then she puts out a napkin in front of me
She says, “There you can do it on that”
I say, “Yes I could, but I don't know where my pencil is at!”
Well, she pulls one out from behind her ear
She says, “All right now, go ahead. I'm standing right here”
I make some lines then I show it to her so she can see
Well she pushes the napkin back
She said,"that don't look like a like a thing like me!”
*I said,"yes it does she, most certainly does"
She said,"You must be jokin'."
I said,"I wish I was!”
She said, “You don't read women authors, do you?”
Least that's what I think I heard her say
I said,"I've read a few but what would it matter anyway"
Well, my heart is in the Highlands with the horses and hounds
Way up in the border country, far from the towns
With the twang of the arrow and a snap of the bow
And my heart's in the Highlands
I can't see any other way go
Every day is the same out the door
I feel further away than ever before
Some lessons in life, it gets too late to learn
Well, I'm lost somewhere
I must have made a few bad turns
People in the park forgetting their troubles and woes
They're drinking and dancing, wearing bright-colored clothes
All the young men and all the young women looking so good
I'll trade places with anyone of them in a minute, if I only could
I'm crossing the street to get away from a mangy dog
I'm talking to myself in an endless monologue
I think what I need might be a full-length leather coat
Somebody just asked me If I've registered to vote
The sun is beginning to shine on me
But its not like the sun that used to be
The party's over
Every day there's less and less to say
I got new eyes
Everything looks so far away
My heart's in the Highlands at the break of day
Over the hills and far away
There's a way to get there and I'll figure it out somehow
But I'm there already in my mind
And that's good enough for now
