Oliver Cromwell

歌曲 Oliver Cromwell
歌手 Sarah Brightman
专辑 The Trees They Grow So High

歌词

作曲 : TRAD+BRITTEN BENJAMIN
作词 : TRAD+BRITTEN BENJAMIN
Oliver Cromwell lay buried and dead,
Hee-haw, buried and dead,
There grew an old apple-tree over his head,
Hee-haw, over his head.
The apples were ripe and ready to fall,
Hee-haw, ready to fall,
There came an old woman to gather them all,
Hee-haw, gather them all.
Oliver rose and gave her a drop,
Hee-haw, gave her a drop,
Which made the old woman go hippety hop,
Hee-haw, hippety hop.
The saddle and bridle, they lie on the shelf,
Hee-haw, lie on the shelf,
If you want any more your can sing it yourself,
Hee-haw, sing it yourself.

拼音

zuò qǔ : TRAD BRITTEN BENJAMIN
zuò cí : TRAD BRITTEN BENJAMIN
Oliver Cromwell lay buried and dead,
Heehaw, buried and dead,
There grew an old appletree over his head,
Heehaw, over his head.
The apples were ripe and ready to fall,
Heehaw, ready to fall,
There came an old woman to gather them all,
Heehaw, gather them all.
Oliver rose and gave her a drop,
Heehaw, gave her a drop,
Which made the old woman go hippety hop,
Heehaw, hippety hop.
The saddle and bridle, they lie on the shelf,
Heehaw, lie on the shelf,
If you want any more your can sing it yourself,
Heehaw, sing it yourself.