Book Of John

We were sittin round the supper table and the buzz of the frigidaire
晚飯前我們坐在飯桌旁邊，
Was the only sound til momma laid down, a book she found upstairs
母親從樓上找來了一本書
It was covered in dust in the back of the closet,
她推開座椅緩緩坐下，冰箱的嗡鳴聲隨之消失
Goodwill box we almost tossed it out
那本書在書架最不顯眼的地方沾滿了灰塵
We could have lost all those memories
若我們沒留下那好運箱

這一本的珍貴回憶可能早就被丟掉了
There was a picture of mama in the pouring rain
書裡有張母親在雨中等候的照片
Ticket stubs to a Braves game
還有一張Braves的比賽球票
Silver star and a baggage claim from Hanoi, Vietnam
有從河內帶回來的行李存根和銀星勳章
There was a picture of him callin on grandpa
有張他打電話給祖母的照片
Leather skin from a baseball
還有塊從他以前的棒球皮
We laughed and cried, told stories all night long
因為這本約翰之書
From the book of John
在這個充滿故事的夜晚，我們歡笑，我們哭泣

隨著一頁頁回憶的翻過，咖啡壺見底了
Now the pot of coffees almost gone, as we turn another page
兒時的我們像Jungle Jim一樣爬在他身上，但是他已漸漸老去
Were climbing on him like a Jungle Jim, watching his hair turn gray
這些照片都只在告訴我們
All the Polaroids are just reminders,
相冊不能挽留住生命
You cant hold life in a three ring binder
生命的每一頁都會被翻過
We flipped on through em anyway
這有張他姐姐在七月拍的照片

教堂階梯上，他整理著自己的領帶
Theres a picture at his sister taken in July
他穿著一套嶄新的藍色西裝，頭髮因為剛剛接受洗禮還有些濕
On the steps of the church pulling out his tie
書裡還夾著串他已經生鏽的雪佛蘭鑰匙
Hairs still wet from gettin baptized, the brand new blue suit on
還有張買戒指留下的皺皺票據
An old set of keys to his Chevrolet
在這本約翰之書裡，
A crumpled up receipt for a wedding ring
我們在他懷抱裡慢慢長大
We watched ourselves grow up there in his arms
又是新的一天，我們起床
In the book of John
大家都穿著一身的黑色

黑色的加長林肯已經在路旁等著了
That sun came up, we were wide awake
他是父親，兒子，丈夫和兄弟
Head to toe in black and gray
如今，走上社會的我時常會遇到難題
Long black Lincoln waiting down the drive
我就會翻開這本書尋找答案
He was father, son, husband and friend
這就好像他從未離開過
I still flip through it every now and then
我知道我有天
When I need just a few words of advice
也會將這本約翰之書傳下去
Its almost like hes not really gone
And I know one day Ill be passin on
The book of John