歌曲 | Bad Girl |
歌手 | Shirley Collins |
专辑 | Folk Roots, New Routes |
[00:01.852] | One morning, one morning, one morning in May |
[00:11.265] | I met this young lady wrapped up in white linen, |
[00:20.864] | All dressed in white linen, cold as the clay. |
[00:34.564] | “When I was a young girl, I used to seek pleasure, |
[00:41.245] | When I was a young girl, I used to drink ale. |
[00:47.945] | Right out of an ale house down into the jailhouse, |
[00:56.437] | Right out of the barroom down to my grave. |
[01:04.789] | |
[01:07.355] | “Come mama, come papa, and sit you down by me, |
[01:14.548] | Sit you down by me and pity my case. |
[01:20.753] | For my poor head is achin', my poor heart is breakin', |
[01:29.144] | I am a poor young girl and I know I've done wrong. |
[01:39.899] | “Go send for the preacher to come and pray for me |
[01:47.048] | Send for the doctor to heal up my wounds. |
[01:53.407] | For my poor head is achin', my sad heart is breakin, |
[02:01.708] | My body's salivated and I know I must die.” |
[02:12.633] | One morning, one morning, one morning in May |
[02:19.415] | I met this young lady wrapped up in white linen, |
[02:27.827] | All dressed in white linen, cold as the clay. |
[00:01.852] | One morning, one morning, one morning in May |
[00:11.265] | I met this young lady wrapped up in white linen, |
[00:20.864] | All dressed in white linen, cold as the clay. |
[00:34.564] | " When I was a young girl, I used to seek pleasure, |
[00:41.245] | When I was a young girl, I used to drink ale. |
[00:47.945] | Right out of an ale house down into the jailhouse, |
[00:56.437] | Right out of the barroom down to my grave. |
[01:04.789] | |
[01:07.355] | " Come mama, come papa, and sit you down by me, |
[01:14.548] | Sit you down by me and pity my case. |
[01:20.753] | For my poor head is achin', my poor heart is breakin', |
[01:29.144] | I am a poor young girl and I know I' ve done wrong. |
[01:39.899] | " Go send for the preacher to come and pray for me |
[01:47.048] | Send for the doctor to heal up my wounds. |
[01:53.407] | For my poor head is achin', my sad heart is breakin, |
[02:01.708] | My body' s salivated and I know I must die." |
[02:12.633] | One morning, one morning, one morning in May |
[02:19.415] | I met this young lady wrapped up in white linen, |
[02:27.827] | All dressed in white linen, cold as the clay. |