歌曲 | Honest Pat Murphy of the Irish Brigade |
歌手 | 97th Regimental String Band |
专辑 | Brass Mounted Army: Civil war Era Songs, Vol. VII |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
[00:00.000] | 作曲 : Traditional Song |
[00:00.169] | Said Pat to his mother, it looks strange to see |
[00:03.531] | Brothers fighting in such a quare manner; |
[00:06.751] | But I'll fight 'til I die, If I never get killed |
[00:09.963] | For America's bright starry banner. |
[00:13.415] | Far away in the east was a dashing young blade |
[00:16.811] | And the song he was singing so gaily, |
[00:20.179] | 'Twas honest Pat Murphy of the Irish Brigade |
[00:23.493] | And the song of the splintered shillelagh. |
[00:28.615] | The morning soon broke and poor Paddy awoke |
[00:31.935] | He found rebels to give satisfaction |
[00:35.241] | And the drummer was beating the Devil's sad tune |
[00:38.549] | They were calling the boys into action. |
[00:42.044] | Far away in the east was a dashing young blade |
[00:45.451] | And the song he was singing so gaily, |
[00:48.922] | 'Twas honest Pat Murphy of the Irish Brigade |
[00:52.236] | And the song of the splintered shillelagh. |
[01:25.236] | The day after battle, the dead lay in heaps |
[01:28.504] | And Paddy Murphy lay bleeding and gory, |
[01:32.050] | With a hole in his head by some enemy's ball |
[01:35.443] | Had ended his passion for glory, |
[01:38.892] | Far away in the east was a dashing young blade |
[01:42.308] | And the song he was singing so gaily, |
[01:45.763] | 'Twas honest Pat Murphy of the Irish Brigade |
[01:49.067] | And the song of the splintered shillelagh. |
[01:54.564] | No more in the camps will his letters be read |
[01:57.772] | Nor his song be heard singing so gaily |
[02:01.201] | For he died far away from the friends that he loved |
[02:04.695] | And far from the land of shillelagh. |
[02:08.148] | Far away in the east was a dashing young blade |
[02:11.551] | And the song he was singing so gaily, |
[02:15.051] | 'Twas honest Pat Murphy of the Irish Brigade |
[02:18.450] | And the song of the splintered shillelagh. |
[02:23.809] | And the song of the splintered shillelagh. |
[00:00.000] | zuo qu : Traditional Song |
[00:00.169] | Said Pat to his mother, it looks strange to see |
[00:03.531] | Brothers fighting in such a quare manner |
[00:06.751] | But I' ll fight ' til I die, If I never get killed |
[00:09.963] | For America' s bright starry banner. |
[00:13.415] | Far away in the east was a dashing young blade |
[00:16.811] | And the song he was singing so gaily, |
[00:20.179] | ' Twas honest Pat Murphy of the Irish Brigade |
[00:23.493] | And the song of the splintered shillelagh. |
[00:28.615] | The morning soon broke and poor Paddy awoke |
[00:31.935] | He found rebels to give satisfaction |
[00:35.241] | And the drummer was beating the Devil' s sad tune |
[00:38.549] | They were calling the boys into action. |
[00:42.044] | Far away in the east was a dashing young blade |
[00:45.451] | And the song he was singing so gaily, |
[00:48.922] | ' Twas honest Pat Murphy of the Irish Brigade |
[00:52.236] | And the song of the splintered shillelagh. |
[01:25.236] | The day after battle, the dead lay in heaps |
[01:28.504] | And Paddy Murphy lay bleeding and gory, |
[01:32.050] | With a hole in his head by some enemy' s ball |
[01:35.443] | Had ended his passion for glory, |
[01:38.892] | Far away in the east was a dashing young blade |
[01:42.308] | And the song he was singing so gaily, |
[01:45.763] | ' Twas honest Pat Murphy of the Irish Brigade |
[01:49.067] | And the song of the splintered shillelagh. |
[01:54.564] | No more in the camps will his letters be read |
[01:57.772] | Nor his song be heard singing so gaily |
[02:01.201] | For he died far away from the friends that he loved |
[02:04.695] | And far from the land of shillelagh. |
[02:08.148] | Far away in the east was a dashing young blade |
[02:11.551] | And the song he was singing so gaily, |
[02:15.051] | ' Twas honest Pat Murphy of the Irish Brigade |
[02:18.450] | And the song of the splintered shillelagh. |
[02:23.809] | And the song of the splintered shillelagh. |
[00:00.000] | zuò qǔ : Traditional Song |
[00:00.169] | Said Pat to his mother, it looks strange to see |
[00:03.531] | Brothers fighting in such a quare manner |
[00:06.751] | But I' ll fight ' til I die, If I never get killed |
[00:09.963] | For America' s bright starry banner. |
[00:13.415] | Far away in the east was a dashing young blade |
[00:16.811] | And the song he was singing so gaily, |
[00:20.179] | ' Twas honest Pat Murphy of the Irish Brigade |
[00:23.493] | And the song of the splintered shillelagh. |
[00:28.615] | The morning soon broke and poor Paddy awoke |
[00:31.935] | He found rebels to give satisfaction |
[00:35.241] | And the drummer was beating the Devil' s sad tune |
[00:38.549] | They were calling the boys into action. |
[00:42.044] | Far away in the east was a dashing young blade |
[00:45.451] | And the song he was singing so gaily, |
[00:48.922] | ' Twas honest Pat Murphy of the Irish Brigade |
[00:52.236] | And the song of the splintered shillelagh. |
[01:25.236] | The day after battle, the dead lay in heaps |
[01:28.504] | And Paddy Murphy lay bleeding and gory, |
[01:32.050] | With a hole in his head by some enemy' s ball |
[01:35.443] | Had ended his passion for glory, |
[01:38.892] | Far away in the east was a dashing young blade |
[01:42.308] | And the song he was singing so gaily, |
[01:45.763] | ' Twas honest Pat Murphy of the Irish Brigade |
[01:49.067] | And the song of the splintered shillelagh. |
[01:54.564] | No more in the camps will his letters be read |
[01:57.772] | Nor his song be heard singing so gaily |
[02:01.201] | For he died far away from the friends that he loved |
[02:04.695] | And far from the land of shillelagh. |
[02:08.148] | Far away in the east was a dashing young blade |
[02:11.551] | And the song he was singing so gaily, |
[02:15.051] | ' Twas honest Pat Murphy of the Irish Brigade |
[02:18.450] | And the song of the splintered shillelagh. |
[02:23.809] | And the song of the splintered shillelagh. |
[00:00.169] | 帕迪对母亲说这真是离奇 |
[00:03.531] | 兄弟相残真莫名其妙 |
[00:06.751] | 但纵使一死我也战斗到底 |
[00:09.963] | 为了美国耀眼的旗帜 |
[00:13.415] | 在那遥远的东方有一潇洒侠士 |
[00:16.811] | 他唱着那欢乐的歌曲 |
[00:20.179] | 忠实的爱尔兰旅小伙帕迪墨菲 |
[00:23.493] | 他歌唱那橡木的手杖 |
[00:28.615] | 早晨马上来到可怜帕迪醒来 |
[00:31.935] | 要前去跟叛军们练练 |
[00:35.241] | 鼓点敲打着恶魔的哀伤曲调 |
[00:38.549] | 召集士兵们投入战斗 |
[00:42.044] | 在那遥远的东方有一潇洒侠士 |
[00:45.451] | 他唱着那欢乐的歌曲 |
[00:48.922] | 忠实的爱尔兰旅小伙帕迪墨菲 |
[00:52.236] | 他歌唱那橡木的手杖 |
[01:25.236] | 战斗结束之后尸体堆成小丘 |
[01:28.504] | 帕迪麦菲血流尽光荣捐躯 |
[01:32.050] | 仇敌的子弹击穿了他的头颅 |
[01:35.443] | 带走了他澎湃的激情 |
[01:38.892] | 在那遥远的东方有一潇洒侠士 |
[01:42.308] | 他唱着那欢乐的歌曲 |
[01:45.763] | 忠实的爱尔兰旅小伙帕迪墨菲 |
[01:49.067] | 他歌唱那橡木的手杖 |
[01:54.564] | 军营里再听不见他朗读家信 |
[01:57.772] | 再听不见他欢快的歌曲 |
[02:01.201] | 他已永别了自己亲爱的战友 |
[02:04.695] | 远离那橡木的土地 |
[02:08.148] | 在那遥远的东方有一潇洒侠士 |
[02:11.551] | 他唱着那欢乐的歌曲 |
[02:15.051] | 忠实的爱尔兰旅小伙帕迪墨菲 |
[02:18.450] | 他歌唱那橡木的手杖 |
[02:23.809] | 他歌唱那橡木的手杖 |