Slip Jigs And Reels 歌词

歌曲	Slip Jigs And Reels
歌手	Fairport Convention
专辑	Jewel In The Crown
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	Slip Jigs And Reels
	He was barely a man in his grandfather's coat
	Sewn into the lining a ten shilling note
	Goodbye to the family
	Farewell to the shore
	‘Till I taste good fortune you'll see me no more
	Now the boat on the ocean tossed like a cork
	Then one fine mornin' they sighted New York
	He stood on the gangplank and breathed in the air
	A lowland aplenty I've come for my share
	And he did like the ladies, their eyes and the fall
	of their ankles and dresses down on the dance floor
	Rollin' the dice, and spinnin' the wheels
	But he took most delight in the slip jigs and reels
	There's talk of a pistol, and some say a knife
	But all have agreed there was somebody's wife
	Dreadful commotion, a terrible fight
	He left a man dead and ran into the night
	On a train to St Louis, just one jump ahead
	He slept one eye open, a sixgun in bed
	He dreamt of the mountains and great fields of home
	Crossing the plain where the buffalo roam
	CHORUS
	A bad reputation's a hard thing to bear
	Mothers pour scorn, and children they stare
	So he found consolation in flash company
	Things ain't so bad with a girl on each knee
	Oh, they called him The Kid, and by 21
	All that he knew was the power of the gun
	And by 23, he'd shot 5 men down
	that got in his way as he rambled around
	CHORUS
	Theres bones on the desert and buzzards that fly
	In the highest of circles, just wishing he'd die
	But in manners of cruelty, it must be said
	A landlord will pick your bones before you're dead
	It was wild mescaleros I heard someone say
	In the deadliest ambush near old Santa Fe
	And the young buck was taken, dressed in a coat
	And inside the lining a ten shilling note
	CHORUS

	Slip Jigs And Reels
	He was barely a man in his grandfather' s coat
	Sewn into the lining a ten shilling note
	Goodbye to the family
	Farewell to the shore
	' Till I taste good fortune you' ll see me no more
	Now the boat on the ocean tossed like a cork
	Then one fine mornin' they sighted New York
	He stood on the gangplank and breathed in the air
	A lowland aplenty I' ve come for my share
	And he did like the ladies, their eyes and the fall
	of their ankles and dresses down on the dance floor
	Rollin' the dice, and spinnin' the wheels
	But he took most delight in the slip jigs and reels
	There' s talk of a pistol, and some say a knife
	But all have agreed there was somebody' s wife
	Dreadful commotion, a terrible fight
	He left a man dead and ran into the night
	On a train to St Louis, just one jump ahead
	He slept one eye open, a sixgun in bed
	He dreamt of the mountains and great fields of home
	Crossing the plain where the buffalo roam
	CHORUS
	A bad reputation' s a hard thing to bear
	Mothers pour scorn, and children they stare
	So he found consolation in flash company
	Things ain' t so bad with a girl on each knee
	Oh, they called him The Kid, and by 21
	All that he knew was the power of the gun
	And by 23, he' d shot 5 men down
	that got in his way as he rambled around
	CHORUS
	Theres bones on the desert and buzzards that fly
	In the highest of circles, just wishing he' d die
	But in manners of cruelty, it must be said
	A landlord will pick your bones before you' re dead
	It was wild mescaleros I heard someone say
	In the deadliest ambush near old Santa Fe
	And the young buck was taken, dressed in a coat
	And inside the lining a ten shilling note
	CHORUS

	Slip Jigs And Reels
	He was barely a man in his grandfather' s coat
	Sewn into the lining a ten shilling note
	Goodbye to the family
	Farewell to the shore
	' Till I taste good fortune you' ll see me no more
	Now the boat on the ocean tossed like a cork
	Then one fine mornin' they sighted New York
	He stood on the gangplank and breathed in the air
	A lowland aplenty I' ve come for my share
	And he did like the ladies, their eyes and the fall
	of their ankles and dresses down on the dance floor
	Rollin' the dice, and spinnin' the wheels
	But he took most delight in the slip jigs and reels
	There' s talk of a pistol, and some say a knife
	But all have agreed there was somebody' s wife
	Dreadful commotion, a terrible fight
	He left a man dead and ran into the night
	On a train to St Louis, just one jump ahead
	He slept one eye open, a sixgun in bed
	He dreamt of the mountains and great fields of home
	Crossing the plain where the buffalo roam
	CHORUS
	A bad reputation' s a hard thing to bear
	Mothers pour scorn, and children they stare
	So he found consolation in flash company
	Things ain' t so bad with a girl on each knee
	Oh, they called him The Kid, and by 21
	All that he knew was the power of the gun
	And by 23, he' d shot 5 men down
	that got in his way as he rambled around
	CHORUS
	Theres bones on the desert and buzzards that fly
	In the highest of circles, just wishing he' d die
	But in manners of cruelty, it must be said
	A landlord will pick your bones before you' re dead
	It was wild mescaleros I heard someone say
	In the deadliest ambush near old Santa Fe
	And the young buck was taken, dressed in a coat
	And inside the lining a ten shilling note
	CHORUS

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