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John Lomas

	作曲 : Lakeman, Traditional
	All good people I pray you attend
	For poor John Lomas his life at an end
	He was condemned to die.
	He was a great master, so very kind,
	But his fair mistress had evil in her mind
	He was condemned to die.
	Willingly I took his place
	With my fair love
	Willingly I stole his face
	And soaked it in blood.
	It was the mistress and the murder for love.
	This fair mistress found him asleep.
	It's time to kill him then my heart you can keep,
	He was condemned to die.
	Three times I struck him over his head.
	It was my first murder, a blood soaken bed,
	He was condemned to die.
	Chorus
	Into my room then I did return,
	The crime committed, my conscience it did burn,
	I was condemned to die.
	In a dark Jailhouse I would remain,
	For poor John Lomas now it is my name.
	I am condemned to die.
	Chorus

	zuò qǔ : Lakeman, Traditional
	All good people I pray you attend
	For poor John Lomas his life at an end
	He was condemned to die.
	He was a great master, so very kind,
	But his fair mistress had evil in her mind
	He was condemned to die.
	Willingly I took his place
	With my fair love
	Willingly I stole his face
	And soaked it in blood.
	It was the mistress and the murder for love.
	This fair mistress found him asleep.
	It' s time to kill him then my heart you can keep,
	He was condemned to die.
	Three times I struck him over his head.
	It was my first murder, a blood soaken bed,
	He was condemned to die.
	Chorus
	Into my room then I did return,
	The crime committed, my conscience it did burn,
	I was condemned to die.
	In a dark Jailhouse I would remain,
	For poor John Lomas now it is my name.
	I am condemned to die.
	Chorus