作词 : Bob Dylan 作曲 : Bob Dylan When your mother sent back all your invitations And your father to your sister he explains That you’re tired of yourself and all of your creations Won’t you come see me, Queen Jane? Won’t you come see me, Queen Jane? Now when all the flower ladies want back what they have lent you And the smell of their roses does not remain And all of your children start to resent you Won’t you come see me, Queen Jane? Won’t you come see me, Queen Jane? When all the clowns that you have commissioned Have died in battle or in vain And you’re sick of all this repetition Won’t you come see me, Queen Jane? Won’t you come see me, Queen Jane? Now when all of your advisers start to neglect you And you cannot convince them of your pain And ya want someone to protect you Won’t you come see me, Queen Jane? Won’t you come see me, Queen Jane? When all the bandits that ya turn your other cheek to All lay down their bandanas and complain And ya want someone you don’t have to speak to Won’t you come see me, Queen Jane? Won’t you come see me, Queen Jane?编辑于2008/05/24更新