歌曲 | Pat Murphy of Meagher's Brigade |
歌手 | David Kincaid |
专辑 | The Irish Volunteer |
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[00:00.000] | 作曲 : Anonymous Unknown |
[00:16.526] | 'Twas the night before battle and gathered in groups |
[00:20.492] | The soldiers lay close at their quarters |
[00:24.508] | They were thinking no doubt of the dear ones at home |
[00:28.482] | Of mothers, wives, sisters, and daughters |
[00:32.539] | With his pipe in his mouth sat a dashing young blade |
[00:36.360] | And a song he was lilting quite gaily |
[00:40.418] | It was honest Pat Murphy of Meagher's Brigade |
[00:44.385] | And he sang of the sprig of shillelagh |
[00:52.383] | Och murder, says Pat, it's a shame for to see |
[00:56.255] | Brothers fighting in such a queer manner |
[01:00.225] | But I'll fight till I die, if I shouldn't be kilt |
[01:04.182] | For America's bright starry banner |
[01:08.470] | Now if it was only John Bull to the forе |
[01:12.243] | I'd rush into battle quite gaily |
[01:16.332] | For the spalpeen I'd rap with a hеart and a half |
[01:20.108] | With my elegant sprig of shillelagh |
[01:32.147] | Jeff Davis, you thief, if I had you but here |
[01:35.978] | Your beautiful plans I'd be ruinin' |
[01:39.850] | Faith, I'd give you a taste of my bayonet, bedad |
[01:44.091] | For trying to burst up the Union |
[01:47.923] | There's a crowd in the North too, and they're just as bad |
[01:52.059] | Abolitionist spouters so scaly |
[01:56.205] | For troubling the Negros I think they deserve |
[01:59.980] | A whack from a sprig of shillelagh |
[02:08.206] | The morning soon came and poor Paddy awoke |
[02:11.946] | On the Rebels to have satisfaction |
[02:15.857] | And the drummers were beating the Devil's tattoo |
[02:19.860] | Calling the boys into action |
[02:23.872] | Then the Irish Brigade in the battle was seen |
[02:27.793] | Their blood in our cause shedding freely |
[02:31.753] | With their bayonet charges they rushed on the foe |
[02:35.751] | With a shout for the land of Shillelagh |
[03:14.491] | The battle was over, the dead lay in heaps |
[03:18.509] | Pat Murphy lay bleedin' and gory |
[03:22.385] | A hole through his head from a rifleman's shot |
[03:26.544] | Had finished his passion for glory |
[03:30.435] | No more in the camp shall his laughter be heard |
[03:34.271] | Nor his voice singing ditties so gaily |
[03:38.597] | Like a hero he died for the Land of the Free |
[03:42.367] | Far away from the land of Shillelagh |
[03:46.625] | Then surely Columbia can never forget |
[03:50.300] | While valor and fame hold communion |
[03:54.164] | How nobly the brave Irish Volunteers fought |
[03:58.270] | In defense of the flag of our Union |
[04:02.181] | If ever Old Ireland for freedom should strike |
[04:06.128] | We'll a helping hand offer quite freely |
[04:10.140] | And the Stars and the Stripes shall be seen alongside |
[04:14.114] | Of the flag of the land of Shillelagh |
[04:18.633] | It was honest Pat Murphy of Meagher's Brigade |
[04:22.224] | And he sang of the sprig of shillelagh |
[00:00.000] | zuo qu : Anonymous Unknown |
[00:16.526] | ' Twas the night before battle and gathered in groups |
[00:20.492] | The soldiers lay close at their quarters |
[00:24.508] | They were thinking no doubt of the dear ones at home |
[00:28.482] | Of mothers, wives, sisters, and daughters |
[00:32.539] | With his pipe in his mouth sat a dashing young blade |
[00:36.360] | And a song he was lilting quite gaily |
[00:40.418] | It was honest Pat Murphy of Meagher' s Brigade |
[00:44.385] | And he sang of the sprig of shillelagh |
[00:52.383] | Och murder, says Pat, it' s a shame for to see |
[00:56.255] | Brothers fighting in such a queer manner |
[01:00.225] | But I' ll fight till I die, if I shouldn' t be kilt |
[01:04.182] | For America' s bright starry banner |
[01:08.470] | Now if it was only John Bull to the for |
[01:12.243] | I' d rush into battle quite gaily |
[01:16.332] | For the spalpeen I' d rap with a h art and a half |
[01:20.108] | With my elegant sprig of shillelagh |
[01:32.147] | Jeff Davis, you thief, if I had you but here |
[01:35.978] | Your beautiful plans I' d be ruinin' |
[01:39.850] | Faith, I' d give you a taste of my bayonet, bedad |
[01:44.091] | For trying to burst up the Union |
[01:47.923] | There' s a crowd in the North too, and they' re just as bad |
[01:52.059] | Abolitionist spouters so scaly |
[01:56.205] | For troubling the Negros I think they deserve |
[01:59.980] | A whack from a sprig of shillelagh |
[02:08.206] | The morning soon came and poor Paddy awoke |
[02:11.946] | On the Rebels to have satisfaction |
[02:15.857] | And the drummers were beating the Devil' s tattoo |
[02:19.860] | Calling the boys into action |
[02:23.872] | Then the Irish Brigade in the battle was seen |
[02:27.793] | Their blood in our cause shedding freely |
[02:31.753] | With their bayonet charges they rushed on the foe |
[02:35.751] | With a shout for the land of Shillelagh |
[03:14.491] | The battle was over, the dead lay in heaps |
[03:18.509] | Pat Murphy lay bleedin' and gory |
[03:22.385] | A hole through his head from a rifleman' s shot |
[03:26.544] | Had finished his passion for glory |
[03:30.435] | No more in the camp shall his laughter be heard |
[03:34.271] | Nor his voice singing ditties so gaily |
[03:38.597] | Like a hero he died for the Land of the Free |
[03:42.367] | Far away from the land of Shillelagh |
[03:46.625] | Then surely Columbia can never forget |
[03:50.300] | While valor and fame hold communion |
[03:54.164] | How nobly the brave Irish Volunteers fought |
[03:58.270] | In defense of the flag of our Union |
[04:02.181] | If ever Old Ireland for freedom should strike |
[04:06.128] | We' ll a helping hand offer quite freely |
[04:10.140] | And the Stars and the Stripes shall be seen alongside |
[04:14.114] | Of the flag of the land of Shillelagh |
[04:18.633] | It was honest Pat Murphy of Meagher' s Brigade |
[04:22.224] | And he sang of the sprig of shillelagh |
[00:00.000] | zuò qǔ : Anonymous Unknown |
[00:16.526] | ' Twas the night before battle and gathered in groups |
[00:20.492] | The soldiers lay close at their quarters |
[00:24.508] | They were thinking no doubt of the dear ones at home |
[00:28.482] | Of mothers, wives, sisters, and daughters |
[00:32.539] | With his pipe in his mouth sat a dashing young blade |
[00:36.360] | And a song he was lilting quite gaily |
[00:40.418] | It was honest Pat Murphy of Meagher' s Brigade |
[00:44.385] | And he sang of the sprig of shillelagh |
[00:52.383] | Och murder, says Pat, it' s a shame for to see |
[00:56.255] | Brothers fighting in such a queer manner |
[01:00.225] | But I' ll fight till I die, if I shouldn' t be kilt |
[01:04.182] | For America' s bright starry banner |
[01:08.470] | Now if it was only John Bull to the for |
[01:12.243] | I' d rush into battle quite gaily |
[01:16.332] | For the spalpeen I' d rap with a h art and a half |
[01:20.108] | With my elegant sprig of shillelagh |
[01:32.147] | Jeff Davis, you thief, if I had you but here |
[01:35.978] | Your beautiful plans I' d be ruinin' |
[01:39.850] | Faith, I' d give you a taste of my bayonet, bedad |
[01:44.091] | For trying to burst up the Union |
[01:47.923] | There' s a crowd in the North too, and they' re just as bad |
[01:52.059] | Abolitionist spouters so scaly |
[01:56.205] | For troubling the Negros I think they deserve |
[01:59.980] | A whack from a sprig of shillelagh |
[02:08.206] | The morning soon came and poor Paddy awoke |
[02:11.946] | On the Rebels to have satisfaction |
[02:15.857] | And the drummers were beating the Devil' s tattoo |
[02:19.860] | Calling the boys into action |
[02:23.872] | Then the Irish Brigade in the battle was seen |
[02:27.793] | Their blood in our cause shedding freely |
[02:31.753] | With their bayonet charges they rushed on the foe |
[02:35.751] | With a shout for the land of Shillelagh |
[03:14.491] | The battle was over, the dead lay in heaps |
[03:18.509] | Pat Murphy lay bleedin' and gory |
[03:22.385] | A hole through his head from a rifleman' s shot |
[03:26.544] | Had finished his passion for glory |
[03:30.435] | No more in the camp shall his laughter be heard |
[03:34.271] | Nor his voice singing ditties so gaily |
[03:38.597] | Like a hero he died for the Land of the Free |
[03:42.367] | Far away from the land of Shillelagh |
[03:46.625] | Then surely Columbia can never forget |
[03:50.300] | While valor and fame hold communion |
[03:54.164] | How nobly the brave Irish Volunteers fought |
[03:58.270] | In defense of the flag of our Union |
[04:02.181] | If ever Old Ireland for freedom should strike |
[04:06.128] | We' ll a helping hand offer quite freely |
[04:10.140] | And the Stars and the Stripes shall be seen alongside |
[04:14.114] | Of the flag of the land of Shillelagh |
[04:18.633] | It was honest Pat Murphy of Meagher' s Brigade |
[04:22.224] | And he sang of the sprig of shillelagh |
[00:16.526] | 那是大战前一夜大家聚拢 |
[00:20.492] | 士兵都围起来排排坐 |
[00:24.508] | 他们无一不想着家里亲人 |
[00:28.482] | 想着母亲姐妹和妻儿 |
[00:32.539] | 嘴里叼着烟斗的年轻战士 |
[00:36.360] | 他快乐地哼着一首歌 |
[00:40.418] | 老实的米赫尔旅帕迪麦菲 |
[00:44.385] | 他歌唱那橡木的手杖 |
[00:52.383] | 他说目睹这厮杀实在痛心 |
[00:56.255] | 兄弟相残真莫名其妙 |
[01:00.225] | 但纵使一死我也战斗到底 |
[01:04.182] | 为了美国耀眼的旗帜 |
[01:08.470] | 倘若那边是约翰牛在作对 |
[01:12.243] | 我走上战场肯定乐意 |
[01:16.332] | 要揍不成器兄弟那不得劲 |
[01:20.108] | 得用用橡木杖轻轻地 |
[01:32.147] | 老贼杰夫戴维斯要是在这儿 |
[01:35.978] | 你那美梦得给你扬了 |
[01:39.850] | 站稳我让你尝尝刺刀该死的 |
[01:44.091] | 竟敢妄图分裂咱联邦 |
[01:47.923] | 北方有种阴云也一样地糟糕 |
[01:52.059] | 废奴的喷子简直冷血 |
[01:56.205] | 想要乱整黑人他们罪有应得 |
[01:59.980] | 得吃一记橡木杖敲打 |
[02:08.206] | 早晨马上来到可怜帕迪醒来 |
[02:11.946] | 要前去跟叛军们练练 |
[02:15.857] | 鼓点敲打在恶魔的图腾之上 |
[02:19.860] | 召集士兵们投入战斗 |
[02:23.872] | 爱尔兰旅随即出现在战斗中 |
[02:27.793] | 为了伟业而抛洒鲜血 |
[02:31.753] | 举起刺刀他们向着敌人猛冲 |
[02:35.751] | 为了橡木的土地高吼 |
[03:14.491] | 战斗结束之后尸体堆成小丘 |
[03:18.509] | 帕迪麦菲血染红光荣 |
[03:22.385] | 一个枪手在他头上开了个洞 |
[03:26.544] | 熄灭了他荣耀的激情 |
[03:30.435] | 营地中再也听不见他的笑声 |
[03:34.271] | 快乐的歌唱永远沉寂 |
[03:38.597] | 他如英雄般为自由之地而死 |
[03:42.367] | 远离橡木手杖的故土 |
[03:46.625] | 而在哥伦比娅一定不会忘记 |
[03:50.300] | 那英勇与崇高的结合 |
[03:54.164] | 爱尔兰志愿兵如何勇敢奋战 |
[03:58.270] | 为保卫咱联邦的旗帜 |
[04:02.181] | 倘若老爱尔兰要为自由而战 |
[04:06.128] | 我们将争先伸出援手 |
[04:10.140] | 而必将看见星条旗高高飘扬 |
[04:14.114] | 在橡木之地的旗帜旁 |
[04:18.633] | 这便是米赫尔旅的帕迪麦菲 |
[04:22.224] | 他歌唱那橡木的手杖 |