歌曲 | Four Rode By |
歌手 | Ian & Sylvia |
专辑 | Northern Journey |
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作词 : Tyson | |
Willie Palmer's stallion was no twenty dollar cayuse | |
And when the wild ones stole him he hightailed it into town | |
Ussher in those days was keeping order in the district | |
But before he'd ridden thirty miles the McLean boys shot him down | |
Cho: Four rode by | |
Rode through here | |
Three Mclean boys and that wild Alex Hare | |
They were armed | |
All were armed | |
It was them I'd have known them anywhere | |
A shepherd known as Kelly saw the wild one as they passed | |
They shot him with a rifle and took his watch and chain | |
When the posse found him in the lonely cabin | |
A hunger took their pride away and no one else was slain* | |
They hung the boys in January eighteen eighty three | |
First time in that province that they'd strung up brothers three | |
And their sons killed nineteen Germans cross the seas back in seventeen | |
One thing that's for damned sure they're a wild old family |
zuo ci : Tyson | |
Willie Palmer' s stallion was no twenty dollar cayuse | |
And when the wild ones stole him he hightailed it into town | |
Ussher in those days was keeping order in the district | |
But before he' d ridden thirty miles the McLean boys shot him down | |
Cho: Four rode by | |
Rode through here | |
Three Mclean boys and that wild Alex Hare | |
They were armed | |
All were armed | |
It was them I' d have known them anywhere | |
A shepherd known as Kelly saw the wild one as they passed | |
They shot him with a rifle and took his watch and chain | |
When the posse found him in the lonely cabin | |
A hunger took their pride away and no one else was slain | |
They hung the boys in January eighteen eighty three | |
First time in that province that they' d strung up brothers three | |
And their sons killed nineteen Germans cross the seas back in seventeen | |
One thing that' s for damned sure they' re a wild old family |
zuò cí : Tyson | |
Willie Palmer' s stallion was no twenty dollar cayuse | |
And when the wild ones stole him he hightailed it into town | |
Ussher in those days was keeping order in the district | |
But before he' d ridden thirty miles the McLean boys shot him down | |
Cho: Four rode by | |
Rode through here | |
Three Mclean boys and that wild Alex Hare | |
They were armed | |
All were armed | |
It was them I' d have known them anywhere | |
A shepherd known as Kelly saw the wild one as they passed | |
They shot him with a rifle and took his watch and chain | |
When the posse found him in the lonely cabin | |
A hunger took their pride away and no one else was slain | |
They hung the boys in January eighteen eighty three | |
First time in that province that they' d strung up brothers three | |
And their sons killed nineteen Germans cross the seas back in seventeen | |
One thing that' s for damned sure they' re a wild old family |