Way back in my memory there's a scene that I recall 早在我的记忆中有，我记得一个场景

Of a little run-down cabin in the woods 在树林里有点破败的小屋

Where my dad never promised that our blue moon would turn gold 凡我爸从来没有承诺，我们的蓝月亮会变成金

But he laid awake nights wishin' that it would. 但他并清醒的夜晚许愿 ，它会。

   

When the world was on our radio, hard work was on our minds. 当世界是我们的电台，辛勤工作是在我们的脑海中。

We lived our day-to-day in plain dirt fashion, 我们住了一天到一天的纯泥土的方式，

With ol' overalls and cotton balls all strapped across your back 随着醇工作服和棉球整个背部都绑

Man, it's hard to make believe there ain't nothing wrong. 男人，很难让相信没有什么不对。

   

But momma kept the Bible read and daddy kept our family fed, 但是，妈妈不停的圣经阅读和爸爸保持我们的家庭喂养，

And somewhere in between I must have grown 而在两者之间，我必须长大

Cause someday I was dreamin' that a song that I was singin' 原因有一天我在梦想的，我是唱的一首歌

Takes me down the road to where I want to go. 把我的道路的地方，我想去的地方。

Now I know, it's a long hard road 现在我知道，这是一个漫长艰难的道路

   

Sometimes I remember when I stay up late at night, 有时候，我记得当我熬夜的夜晚，

When the sun-up came, we got up and went 当太阳出来了，我们起身去

In the shadows of a working' day, our moonlight hours spent 在工作一天的阴影，我们的月光小时内用完

Singin' songs along with Gramma's radio. 曲“的歌曲伴随着阿嬷的收音机。

   

Now I'm beatin' down a ol' blacktop road, sleepin' in a sack, 现在我beatin 下来OL “柏油路，睡在一个麻袋，

Livin' in my memories all in vain 在我的记忆活着的一切都是徒劳

'Cause those city lights ain't all that bright, compared to what its like “导致这些城市的灯光不是那么明亮，对比一下它的喜欢

To see lightning bugs go dancin' in the rain. 看到萤火虫在雨中去跳舞。

   

Momma played the guitar then, and daddy made the saw blade bend, 妈妈弹吉他，然后和爸爸做锯片弯曲，

And raindrops played the tin roof like a drum. 和雨滴打铁皮屋顶如鼓。

But I just kept on dreamin' that a song that I was singin' 不过，我只是一直在作梦了，我是唱的一首歌

Takes me down the road to where my name is known. 把我在路上到我的名字是已知的。

   

Now I'm gone, and its a long hard road 现在我走了，它是一个长期的艰苦的道路

Yes, I know, Its a long hard road. 是的，我知道，它是一个漫长艰难的道路。