ハート・ライク・ア・ウィール(Heart Like A Wheel)は代表曲で、リンダ・ロンシュタット(Linda Ronstadt)、メアリー・ブラック(Mary Black)、コアーズ(The Corrs)をはじめとする女性がとりあげています。
Some say a heart is just like a wheel
When you bend it, you can’t mend it
And my love for you is like a sinking ship
And my heart is on that ship out in mid ocean
They say that death is a tragedy
It comes once and it’s over
But my only wish is for that deep dark abyss
‘Cause what’s the use of living with no true lover
When harm’s done no love can be won
I know this happens frequently
What I can’t understand, oh please God hold my hand
Is why it should have happened to me
And it’s only love, and it’s only love
That can wreck a human being and turn him inside out
That can wreck a human being and turn him inside out
Some say a heart is just like a wheel
When you bend it, you can’t mend it
And my love for you is like a sinking ship
And my heart is on that ship out in mid ocean
And it’s only love and it’s only love
And it’s only love and it’s only love
And it’s only love and it’s only love
And it’s only love and it’s only love
Sometimes I don’t know where this dirty road is taking me
Sometimes I don’t even know the reason why
But I guess I keep on gamblin’, lots of booze and lots of ramblin’
Well it’s easier than just a-waitin’ ’round to die
One-time friends I had a ma, even had a pa
Well he beat her with a belt once ’cause she cried
She told him to take care of me, headed down to Tennessee
Oh it’s easier than just a-waitin’ ’round to die
Well I came of age and found a girl in a Tuscaloosa bar
Ah she cleaned me out and hit it on the sly
I tried to hide the pain, bought some wine and hopped a train
Well it’s easier than just a-waitin’ ’round to die
Well a friend said he knew where some easy money was
We robbed a man and brother did we fly
The posse caught up with me, drug me back to Muskogee
Two long years, a-waitin’ ’round to die
Now I’m out of prison, I got me a friend at last
He don’t drink or steal or cheat or lie
Well his name’s codeine, he’s the nicest thing I’ve seen
Yeah together we’re gonna wait around and die
Ever seen a blind man cross the road
Trying to make the other side
Ever seen a young girl growing old
Trying to make herself a bride
So what becomes of you my love
When they have finally stripped you of
The handbags and the gladrags
That your grandad had to sweat so you could buy
Once I was a young man and I thought
All I had to do was smile
So listen all you young girls who were bought
Everything in style
‘Cause once you think you’re in you’re out
For you don’t mean a thing without
No, the handbags and the gladrags
That your grandad had to sweat so you could buy
I sing a song of sixpence for your sake
And take a bottle full of rye
Four and twenty blackbirds in a cake
Bake ‘em all in a pie
They told me you missed school today
So I suggest you just throw them all away
The handbags the gladrags
That your granddad had to sweat so you could buy
To those who have missed school today
May I suggest you throw away
The handbags and the gladrags
That your grandad had to sweat so you could buy
Well in the merry month of May, from my home I started
Left the girls of Tuam, nearly broken hearted
Saluted father dear, kissed me darling mother
Drank a pint of beer, me grief and tears to smother
Then off to reap the corn, leave where I was born
Cut a stout blackthorn, to banish ghosts and goblins
In a brand-new pair of brogues, rattlin’ o’er the bogs
And frightenin’ all the dogs on the rocky road to Dublin
One, two, three, four, five
Hunt the hare and turn her down the rocky road
And all the way to Dublin, whack fol la de rah
In Mullingar that night, I rested limbs so weary
Started by daylight, next morning blithe and early
Took a drop of the pure, to keep me heart from sinking
That’s the Paddy’s cure, whenever he’s on for drinking
To hear the lassies smile, laughing all the while
At me curious style, ‘twould set your heart a-bubblin’
Asked me was I hired, wages I required
‘Til I was almost tired of the rocky road to Dublin
One, two, three, four, five
Hunt the hare and turn her down the rocky road
And all the way to Dublin, whack fol la de rah
In Dublin next arrived, I thought it such a pity
To be so soon deprived a view of that fine city
So then I took a stroll, all among the quality
Me bundle it was stole, all in a neat locality
Something crossed me mind, when I looked behind
No bundle could I find upon me stick a-wobblin’
Enquiring for the rogue, they said me Connacht brogue
It wasn’t much in vogue on the rocky road to Dublin
One, two, three, four, five
Hunt the hare and turn her down the rocky road
And all the way to Dublin, whack fol la de rah
From there I got away, me spirits never failing
Landed on the quay, just as the ship was sailing
Captain at me roared, said that no room had he
When I jumped aboard, a cabin found for Paddy
Down among the pigs, played some hearty rigs
Danced some hearty jigs, the water round me bubbling
When off Holyhead I wished meself was dead
Or better far instead on the rocky road to Dublin
One, two, three, four, five
Hunt the hare and turn her down the rocky road
And all the way to Dublin, whack fol la de rah
The boys of Liverpool, when we safely landed
Called meself a fool, I could no longer stand it
Blood began to boil, temper I was losing
Poor old Erin’s Isle, they began abusing
Hurrah me soul says I, me shillelagh I let fly
Galway boys were by and saw I was a-hobblin’
With a loud hurray, they joined in the affray
Quickly cleared the way for the rocky road to Dublin
One, two, three, four, five
Hunt the hare and turn her down the rocky road
And all the way to Dublin, whack fol la de rah
I am the man, the well-fed man in charge of the terrible knob
The most pleasing thing about it, it’s almost a permanent job
When the atom war is over and the world is split in three
A consolation I’ve got, well maybe it’s not there’ll be nobody left but me
I sit at my desk in Washington in charge of this great machine
More vicious than Adolf Hitler more deadly than strychnine
And in the evening after a tiring day just to give myself a laugh
I hit the button a playful belt and I listen for the blast
I am the man, the well-fed man in charge of the terrible knob
The most pleasing thing about it, it’s almost a permanent job
When the atom war is over and the world is split in three
A consolation I’ve got, well maybe it’s not there’ll be nobody left but me
If Brezhnev starts his nonsense and makes a nasty smell
With a wink and a nod from Nixon I’ll blast them all to hell
And as for that fellow Castro him with the sugar cane
He needn’t hide behind his whiskers I’ll get him just the same
I am the man, the well-fed man in charge of the terrible knob
The most pleasing thing about it, it’s almost a permanent job
When the atom war is over and the world is split in three
A consolation I’ve got, well maybe it’s not there’ll be nobody left but me
If me wife denies my conjucular rights or me breakfast milk is sour
From eight to nine in the morning you’re in for a nervous hour
The button being so terribly close it’s really a dreadful joke
A bump of my ass as I go past and we’ll all go up in smoke
I am the man, the well-fed man in charge of the terrible knob
The most pleasing thing about it, it’s almost a permanent job
When the atom war is over and the world is split in three
A consolation I’ve got, well maybe it’s not there’ll be nobody left but me
Now I’m thinking of joining the army the army that bans the bomb
We’ll take up a large collection and I’ll donate my thumb
For without it I am helpless and that’s the way to be
You don’t have to kill the whole bloody lot to make the people free