On the Road - Angus & Julia Stone

Please, don't hate me mama For what I'm about to do But the good times we've had together Are just about now through Please don't misunderstand me I hate to see you cry But I think that it might look better If I told you now, goodbye I'm back on the road again It's time I leave you now And maybe I'll see you Next time, I'm around Until then I hope you're happy, baby And good times come your way I'm back on the road again I'm on my way, yeah, yeah Well, I've loved you since the day I met you And I'll love you til the day I die But we both know the life I'm livin' And we both know the reason why That I've got to leave ya, mama And I've got to leave today But you know that I'll see you Next time, that I come Through your town to play Back on the road again It's time I leave you now Maybe I'll see you Next time, I'm around Until then I hope you're happy, baby Good times come your way Back on the road again I'm on my way, yeah, yeah I'm back on the road again It's time I leave you now And maybe I'll see you Next time, I'm around Until then I hope you're happy, baby Good times come your way I'm back on the road again I'm on my way I'm back on the road again I'm on my way, yeah, yeah I'm on my way, yeah, yeah Bye, bye, baby, bye, bye, baby Back on the road again, back on the road again Back on the road again, I'm back on the road again Back on the road again, back on the road again

Further on up the road You're gonna hurt someone like you hurt me Further on up the road Somebody's gonna hurt you like you hurt me Further on up the road Baby, you just wait and see Now you're laughin' pretty baby Someday you're gonna be cryin' Now you're laughin' pretty baby Someday you're gonna be cryin' Further on up the road You'll find out I wasn't lyin' Further on up the road Somebody's gonna hurt you like you hurt me Further on up the road Somebody's gonna hurt you like you hurt me Further on up the road Baby, you just wait and see Further on up the road Somebody's gonna hurt you like you hurt me Further on up the road Somebody's gonna hurt you like you hurt me Further on up the road Baby, you just wait and see Now you're laughin' pretty baby Someday you're gonna be cryin' Now you're laughin' pretty baby Someday you're gonna be cryin' Further on up the road You'll find out I wasn't lyin' Further on up the road Further on up the road Further on up the road Further on up the road Further on up the road Further on up the road Further on up the road Further on up the road Further on up the road Further on up the road Further on up the road You'll find out I wasn't lyin' Further on up the road Somebody's gonna hurt you like you hurt me Further on up the road Somebody's gonna hurt you like you hurt me Further on up the road Baby, you just wait and see

You grew up on a itty bitty back one With gravel on it Where you and your folks and best buddies 'Bout the only ones that travelled on it She grew up on a one with city lights On both sides of the road You tore out and left a red dirt cloud Just a rising on it Well she was staring at one with the sun And a brand new horizon on it You had no idea what you were fixing to find Down the lines of the road You coulda took a left She coulda took a right She'd a never ended up in a truck On the same one that night The one you got lost on The one you pulled off on You wanna shine your headlights Forever on Oh oh oh You wanna take her make her yours Till the end of the road Into California all the way to South Georgia There's a million of 'em You made the haul Drove 'em all All felt wrong Oh but this one doesn't Now you can't imagine Not having her By your side On this ride Down the road Yeah You coulda took a left She coulda took a right She'd a never ended up in a truck On the same one that night The one you got lost on The one you pulled off on You wanna shine your headlights Forever on Oh oh oh You wanna take her make her yours Till the end of the road Road Yeah Baby ain't it crazy out of all the ones that we coulda chose Oh oh oh You coulda took a left I coulda took a right You'd a never ended up in a truck On the same one that night The one you got lost on The one you pulled off on I wanna shine my headlights Forever on Oh oh oh I wanna take you make you mine Till the end of the road Oh oh oh I wanna take you make you mine Till the end of the road Oh oh oh Yeah

Jack, Jack, Jack, Jack Hit the road Jack and don't you come back No more, no more, no more, no more Hit the road Jack and don't you come back no more What you say? Hit the road Jack and don't you come back No more, no more, no more, no more Hit the road Jack and don't you come back no more Hit the road Jack and don't you come back No more, no more, no more, no more Hit the road Jack and don't you come back no more What you say? Hit the road Jack and don't you come back No more, no more, no more, no more Hit the road Jack and don't you come back no more No more, no more, no more, no more No more, no more, no more, no more No more, no more, no more, no more Hit the road Jack and don't you come back No more, no more, no more (Jack, Jack, Jack, Jack) (Jack, Jack, Jack, Jack) (Jack, Jack, Jack, Jack) (Jack, Jack, Jack, Jack) Hit the road Jack and don't you come back No more, no more, no more, no more Hit the road Jack and don't you come back no more What you say? Hit the road Jack and don't you come back No more, no more, no more, no more Hit the road Jack and don't you come back no more No more, no more, no more, no more No more, no more, no more, no more No more, no more, no more, no more No more, no more, no more, no more No more, no more, no more, no more No more, no more, no more, no more No more, no more, no more, no more Hit the road Jack and don't you come back No more, no more, no more No more, no more, no more, no more No more, no more, no more, no more No more, no more, no more, no more Hit the road Jack and don't you come back No more, no more, no more

If you're feeling fancy free Come wander through the world with me And any place we chance to be Will be a rendez-vous Two for the road We'll travel down the years Collecting precious memories Selecting souvenirs And living life the way we please In summertime the sun will shine In winter we'll drink summer wine And everyday that you are mine Will be a lovely day As long as love still wears a smile I know that we'll be two for the road And that's a long, long while As long as love still wears a smile I know that we'll be two for the road And that's a long, long while

متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف وتفوت أيام وتمر سنين وانا حالي غريب انا مين انا مين مشدود في الساقية وعايش مبسوط وحزين ومحبط وجرئ ورزين مشدود في الساقية وعايش مبسوط وحزين ومحبط وجرئ ورزين على غفلة اتحول بركان جبار انا ضلمة وليل أنا نار ونهار متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف ماشي على طريق مكتوب مرسوم بس انا مسؤول وعليا اللوم ماقدرش أقول من الذنب برئ لا انا ابليس ولا هبقى رسول ماقدرش أقول من الذنب برئ لا انا ابليس ولا هبقى رسول قدامي طريق همشيه همشيه نفهم في الآخر كل ده لية متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف

فوسط زحمة وناس كتير وطريق أنا ماشي فيه عكس السير وسط الطموح والأمل والتمني فاضلي خطوة توصلني فوسط حاجات ومكيفات بحاول أنسى كل اللي فات في وسط صدري ضلعي مكسور ومن خلاله قلبي شايف نور أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع فوسط الليل وأنا بعيد عن البشر شفت نور يشبه نور القمر بس القمر مسيره يفارق ويسيبني تاني مع الوحدة أحارب فوسط قصة حب يعني وهمية كان لازم أصدق اصل الوحدة قوية مش كل المشاعر حقيقية أنا شفت نور معرفتش اغمض عنيا أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع

One, two, three Why are you hanging on so tight To the rope that I'm hanging from? Off this island, this was an escape plan (this was an escape plan) Carefully timed it, so let me go And dive into the waves below Who tends the orchards? Who fixes up the gables? Emotional torture from the head of your high table Who fetches the water from the rocky mountain spring? And walk back down again to feel your words and their sharp sting And I'm getting fucking tired The capillaries in my eyes are bursting If our love died, would that be the worst thing? For somebody I thought was my saviour You sure make me do a whole lot of labour The calloused skin on my hands is cracking If our love ended, would that be a bad thing? And the silence haunts our bed chamber You make me do too much labour You make me do too much labour Apologies from my tongue, and never yours Busy lapping from flowing cup and stabbing with your fork I know you're a smart man (I know you're a smart man), and weaponise The false incompetence, it's dominance under a guise If we had a daughter, I'd watch and could not save her The emotional torture, from the head of your high table She'd do what you taught her, she'd meet the same cruel fate So now I've gotta run, so I can undo this mistake At least I've gotta try The capillaries in my eyes are bursting If our love died, would that be the worst thing? For somebody I thought was my saviour You sure make me do a whole lot of labour The calloused skin on my hands is cracking If our love ends, would that be a bad thing? And the silence haunts our bed chamber You make me do too much labour All day, every day, therapist, mother, maid Nymph then a virgin, nurse then a servant Just an appendage, live to attend him So that he never lifts a finger 24-7, baby machine So he can live out his picket fence dreams It's not an act of love if you make her You make me do too much labour All day, every day, therapist, mother, maid Nymph then virgin, nurse and a servant Just an appendage, live to attend him So that he never lifts a finger 24-7, baby machine So he can live out his picket fence dreams It's not an act of love if you make her You make me do too much labour All day, every day, therapist, mother, maid (The capillaries in my eyes are bursting) Nymph then virgin, nurse and a servant (If our love died, would that be the worst thing?) Just an appendage, live to attend him (For somebody I thought was my saviour) So that he never lifts a finger (You sure make me do a whole lot of labour) 24-7, baby machine (The calloused skin on my hands is crackin') So he can live out his picket fence dreams (If our love ends, would that be a bad thing?) It's not an act of love if you make her (And the silence haunts our bed chamber) You make me do too much labour