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Lock-Keeper

アーティスト:Stan Rogers  アルバム:From Fresh Water 

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Spoken: There is an extensive system of locks along the St. Lawrence Seaway. The locks have a marvellous history. It's a pity they couldn't speak half the tales they've been privy to. I guess it probably goes without saying that everyone who has to travel to make a living will relate to the parallels in this song. Stan loved the road and performing was life's-blood, but he wanted very badly to be the lock-keeper. You say, "Well-met again, Lock-keeper! We're laden even deeper that the time before, Oriental oils and tea brought down from Singapore." As we wait for my lock to cycle I say, "My wife has given me a son." "A son!" you cry, "Is that all that you've done?" She wears bougainvilla blossoms. You pluck 'em from her hair and toss 'em in the tide, Sweep her in your arms and carry her inside. Her sighs catch on your shoulder; Her moonlit eyes grow bold and wiser through her tears And I say, "How could you stand to leave her for a year?" "Then come with me" you say, "to where the Southern Cross Rides high upon your shoulder."


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