Текст (слова) песни: Neil Young - Ambulane Blues

 
Back in the old folky days 
The air was magic when we played. 
The riverboat was rockin` 
in the rain 
Midnight was the time 
for the raid. 
 
Oh, Isabela, proud Isabela, 
They tore you down and 
plowed you under. 
You`re only real 
with your make-up on 
How could I see you 
and stay too long? 
 
All along the Navajo Trail, 
Burn-outs stub their toes 
on garbage pails. 
Waitresses are cryin` 
in the rain 
Will their boyfriends 
pass this way again? 
 
Oh, Mother Goose, 
she`s on the skids 
Shoe ain`t happy, 
neither are the kids. 
She needs someone 
that she can scream at 
And I`m such a heel 
for makin` her feel so bad. 
 
I guess I`ll call it 
sickness gone 
It`s hard to say 
the meaning of this song. 
An ambulance can only 
go so fast 
It`s easy to get buried 
in the past 
When you try to make 
a good thing last. 
 
I saw today 
in the entertainment section 
There`s room at the top 
for private detection. 
To Mom and Dad 
this just doesn`t matter, 
But it`s either that 
or pay off the kidnapper. 
 
So all you critics sit alone 
You`re no better than me 
for what you`ve shown. 
With your stomach pump and 
your hook and ladder dreams 
We could get together 
for some scenes. 
 
I never knew a man 
could tell so many lies 
He had a different story 
for every set of eyes. 
How can he remember 
who he`s talkin` to? 
`Cause I know it ain`t me, 
and I hope it isn`t you. 
 
Well, I`m up in T.O. 
keepin` jive alive, 
And out on the corner 
it`s half past five. 
But the subways are empty 
And so are the cafes. 
 
Except for the Farmer`s Market 
And I still can hear him say: 
You`re all just pissin` 
in the wind 
You don`t know it but you are. 
 
And there ain`t nothin` 
like a friend 
Who can tell you 
you`re just pissin` 
in the wind. 
 
I never knew a man 
could tell so many lies 
He had a different story 
for every set of eyes 
How can he remember 
who he`s talking to? 
Cause I know it ain`t me, 
and hope it isn`t you.
 

Другие песни Neil Young :

Ambulane Blues
Birds
Cinnamon Girl
Don`t Be Denied
Everybody`s Alone
Fuckin` Up
Harvest Moon
Hey Hey, My My (into The Black)
I Am A Child
Let`s Roll
Old King
Only Love Can Break Your Heart
Philadelphia
Powderfinger
Rockin` In The Free World
Sugar Mountain
When You Dance I Can Really Love