[00:00.000] 作曲 : Jon Middleton/Sierra Lundy
[00:01.000] 制作人 : Jonathan Anderson
[00:14.933] At the end of summer we set off like trains
[00:19.748] In the humid, hot weather walking, no sign of rain we rolled
[00:24.554] About thirty miles, stopping only for barley water
[00:29.365] Three sons of parents and another pair of parent’s daughters
[00:33.778]
[00:33.805] Walking down the tracks
[00:36.263] Walking down the tracks
[00:38.628] Walking down the tracks
[00:41.003] Walking down the tracks
[00:43.415]
[00:43.720] Smoke from the forest fires, filled up the air
[00:47.548] While we jumped in the lake tired, in our underwear
[00:53.333] And then kept traveling on, upon trestles through the darkness
[00:58.210] The full moon glowing orange, in the woods we found a spot to rest
[01:03.303]
[01:03.313] On the tracks
[01:05.066] Walking on the tracks
[01:07.431] Walking on the tracks
[01:09.873] Walking on the tracks
[01:11.593]
[01:12.312] Walking on the tracks
[01:14.650] Walking on the tracks
[01:17.037] Walking on the tracks
[01:19.403] Walking on the tracks
[01:21.547]
[01:21.789] Oh, that old-time feeling of walking without a care
[01:31.395] All them natural joys and fears do rise and raise our hair
[01:39.333]
[02:02.595] Walking on the tracks
[02:05.009] Walking on the tracks
[02:07.390] Walking on the tracks
[02:09.731] Walking on the tracks
[02:12.223] Walking down the tracks
[02:14.544] Walking down the tracks
[02:16.953] Walking down the tracks
[02:19.421] Walking down the tracks...

作曲 : Jon Middleton/Sierra Lundy
制作人 : Jonathan Anderson
At the end of summer we set off like trains
In the humid, hot weather walking, no sign of rain we rolled
About thirty miles, stopping only for barley water
Three sons of parents and another pair of parent’s daughters
Walking down the tracks
Walking down the tracks
Walking down the tracks
Walking down the tracks
Smoke from the forest fires, filled up the air
While we jumped in the lake tired, in our underwear
And then kept traveling on, upon trestles through the darkness
The full moon glowing orange, in the woods we found a spot to rest
On the tracks
Walking on the tracks
Walking on the tracks
Walking on the tracks
Walking on the tracks
Walking on the tracks
Walking on the tracks
Walking on the tracks
Oh, that old-time feeling of walking without a care
All them natural joys and fears do rise and raise our hair
Walking on the tracks
Walking on the tracks
Walking on the tracks
Walking on the tracks
Walking down the tracks
Walking down the tracks
Walking down the tracks
Walking down the tracks...