[ti:Love Song To A Stranger (Part 2) (Live)] [ar:Joan Baez] [al:The Complete A&M Recordings] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]Love Song To A Stranger (Part 2) (Live) - Joan Baez (琼·贝兹) [00:05.47]They brought me a beautiful basket of fruit [00:10.25]And two finger bowls of glass [00:15.14]The couch is gold with a floral design [00:19.94]And the wine is Germany's best [00:24.75]And the wine is Germany's best [00:32.71]My thoughts drift into the frozen night [00:37.57]Frankfurt is covered with snow [00:42.27]And numbly they ride on an icy wind [00:46.97]To places they're longing to go [00:51.89]To places they're longing to go [00:59.23]I remember the tall dark Irish rose [01:04.43]Who held me in my limousine [01:09.12]And slept with me under a burgundy quilt [01:14.18]With sheets of silk in between [01:19.25]Well anyway that's how it seemed [01:26.53]I thought I wanted to marry him [01:31.16]His face was sculpted by God [01:36.32]His words were gentle and ever so true [01:41.03]And soft as the Irish fog [01:46.29]And lost in the Irish fog [01:55.92]I remember the boy from the monastery [02:00.91]Who wanted to be a monk [02:05.87]But he brought flowers and wine to my room [02:10.53]And we both got happily drunk [02:15.68]And we both got perfectly drunk [02:23.15]He laughed like the chimes of a silver bell [02:28.09]His eyes were alexandrite blue [02:32.77]He danced the tai chi with the grace of a deer [02:37.74]And I wanted to marry him too [02:42.71]Yes I wanted to marry him too [02:50.06]There was that son of a dog from the Tennessee hills [02:55.14]Kept telling me I was still young [02:59.84]He spoke in pure southern and smoothed out the lines [03:04.79]Round my eyes saying I was the one [03:10.06]Forever that I'd be the one [03:17.19]He drank and he cussed and he wrote his own songs [03:22.27]He was very much on the go [03:27.23]We followed each other for over a year [03:32.63]I couldn't have married him though [03:36.95]So we just lived in sin on the road [03:49.20]There was that black eyed beauty from Boston town [03:54.65]Two days were never too long [03:59.46]He stood by the mirror and picked out a rose [04:04.39]But I already wrote him a song [04:09.23]Yes I already wrote him a song [04:16.98]So here I sit with my basket of fruit [04:21.89]And two finger bowls of glass [04:26.71]I finished my bottle of Germany's best [04:31.64]And concluded my thoughts on the past [04:36.70]That love is a pain in the a**