The Old Troll and the Maiden 歌词

歌曲	The Old Troll and the Maiden
歌手	Glass hammer
专辑	The Middle Earth Album
下载	Image LRC TXT

	The old Troll sat beneath the bridge
	And waited out the hours
	He dreamed of pretty princesses
	And white and lofty towers
	He longed to eat the sweetest treat
	And one he’d never tasted
	A maiden fair beyond compare
	Spiced and nicely basted
	A maiden dear was walking near
	Out in the nighttime chilling
	This lovely lass, she held no fear
	Of trolls and all their killing
	A fairer maid he’d never seen
	Far too fair for grilling
	instead he thought to ask a dance
	To see if she were willing
	A yimmering, a yammering
	A beating and a clamoring
	So hard his heart was hammering
	He feared for his own life
	A yimmering, a yammering
	While stammering and glamoring
	He found her so enamoring
	He never saw the knife
	The knife? The knife. The knife!
	He never saw the knife!
	For her bodice so revealing
	It sent his head a reeling
	her hem so high, unto her thigh
	It caused an eerie feeling
	One that Troll was most unsure of
	He’d never known before
	He should be done with his first course
	And heading back for more
	For Troll had never been in love
	What was Troll thinking of
	He’d never eat this dainty girl
	As pretty as a dove
	So they danced the night away
	And soon the break of day
	Was coming fast when then our lass
	Decided not to stay
	A yimmering, a yammering
	A beating and a clamoring
	So hard his heart was hammering
	He feared for his own life
	A yimmering, a yammering
	While stammering and glamoring
	He found her so enamoring
	He never saw the knife
	The knife? The knife. The knife!
	He never saw the knife!
	She’d had enough of making bluff
	The Troll would soon grow wary
	Or even worse, and such a curse
	He’d ask for her to marry
	And so her knife was brought to bear
	She snuck up form behind
	But Trolls are thick and knives don’t stick
	As she was soon to find
	The cock did crow, the sun did glow
	A curse upon his kind
	He held her tight in meaty arms
	For stone was sure to bind
	And to her shock he turned to rock
	As daybreak fell anew
	She screamed and fought to free herself
	Which she was not to do
	A yimmering, a yammering
	A beating and a clamoring
	So hard his heart was hammering
	He feared for his own life
	A yimmering, a yammering
	While stammering and glamoring
	He found her so enamoring
	He never saw the knife
	The knife? The knife. The knife!
	He never saw the knife!
	A statue stands in yonder wood
	Though not a statue really
	The summer sun shines over it
	The winter wind blows chilling
	Beneath its shadow lying there
	A knife and bits of bone
	Thus Troll and lady pass the years
	Together yet alone
	A yimmering, a yammering
	A beating and a clamoring
	So hard his heart was hammering
	He feared for his own life
	A yimmering, a yammering
	While stammering and glamoring
	He found her so enamoring
	He never saw the knife
	The knife? The knife. The knife!
	He never saw the knife!

	The old Troll sat beneath the bridge
	And waited out the hours
	He dreamed of pretty princesses
	And white and lofty towers
	He longed to eat the sweetest treat
	And one he' d never tasted
	A maiden fair beyond compare
	Spiced and nicely basted
	A maiden dear was walking near
	Out in the nighttime chilling
	This lovely lass, she held no fear
	Of trolls and all their killing
	A fairer maid he' d never seen
	Far too fair for grilling
	instead he thought to ask a dance
	To see if she were willing
	A yimmering, a yammering
	A beating and a clamoring
	So hard his heart was hammering
	He feared for his own life
	A yimmering, a yammering
	While stammering and glamoring
	He found her so enamoring
	He never saw the knife
	The knife? The knife. The knife!
	He never saw the knife!
	For her bodice so revealing
	It sent his head a reeling
	her hem so high, unto her thigh
	It caused an eerie feeling
	One that Troll was most unsure of
	He' d never known before
	He should be done with his first course
	And heading back for more
	For Troll had never been in love
	What was Troll thinking of
	He' d never eat this dainty girl
	As pretty as a dove
	So they danced the night away
	And soon the break of day
	Was coming fast when then our lass
	Decided not to stay
	A yimmering, a yammering
	A beating and a clamoring
	So hard his heart was hammering
	He feared for his own life
	A yimmering, a yammering
	While stammering and glamoring
	He found her so enamoring
	He never saw the knife
	The knife? The knife. The knife!
	He never saw the knife!
	She' d had enough of making bluff
	The Troll would soon grow wary
	Or even worse, and such a curse
	He' d ask for her to marry
	And so her knife was brought to bear
	She snuck up form behind
	But Trolls are thick and knives don' t stick
	As she was soon to find
	The cock did crow, the sun did glow
	A curse upon his kind
	He held her tight in meaty arms
	For stone was sure to bind
	And to her shock he turned to rock
	As daybreak fell anew
	She screamed and fought to free herself
	Which she was not to do
	A yimmering, a yammering
	A beating and a clamoring
	So hard his heart was hammering
	He feared for his own life
	A yimmering, a yammering
	While stammering and glamoring
	He found her so enamoring
	He never saw the knife
	The knife? The knife. The knife!
	He never saw the knife!
	A statue stands in yonder wood
	Though not a statue really
	The summer sun shines over it
	The winter wind blows chilling
	Beneath its shadow lying there
	A knife and bits of bone
	Thus Troll and lady pass the years
	Together yet alone
	A yimmering, a yammering
	A beating and a clamoring
	So hard his heart was hammering
	He feared for his own life
	A yimmering, a yammering
	While stammering and glamoring
	He found her so enamoring
	He never saw the knife
	The knife? The knife. The knife!
	He never saw the knife!

	The old Troll sat beneath the bridge
	And waited out the hours
	He dreamed of pretty princesses
	And white and lofty towers
	He longed to eat the sweetest treat
	And one he' d never tasted
	A maiden fair beyond compare
	Spiced and nicely basted
	A maiden dear was walking near
	Out in the nighttime chilling
	This lovely lass, she held no fear
	Of trolls and all their killing
	A fairer maid he' d never seen
	Far too fair for grilling
	instead he thought to ask a dance
	To see if she were willing
	A yimmering, a yammering
	A beating and a clamoring
	So hard his heart was hammering
	He feared for his own life
	A yimmering, a yammering
	While stammering and glamoring
	He found her so enamoring
	He never saw the knife
	The knife? The knife. The knife!
	He never saw the knife!
	For her bodice so revealing
	It sent his head a reeling
	her hem so high, unto her thigh
	It caused an eerie feeling
	One that Troll was most unsure of
	He' d never known before
	He should be done with his first course
	And heading back for more
	For Troll had never been in love
	What was Troll thinking of
	He' d never eat this dainty girl
	As pretty as a dove
	So they danced the night away
	And soon the break of day
	Was coming fast when then our lass
	Decided not to stay
	A yimmering, a yammering
	A beating and a clamoring
	So hard his heart was hammering
	He feared for his own life
	A yimmering, a yammering
	While stammering and glamoring
	He found her so enamoring
	He never saw the knife
	The knife? The knife. The knife!
	He never saw the knife!
	She' d had enough of making bluff
	The Troll would soon grow wary
	Or even worse, and such a curse
	He' d ask for her to marry
	And so her knife was brought to bear
	She snuck up form behind
	But Trolls are thick and knives don' t stick
	As she was soon to find
	The cock did crow, the sun did glow
	A curse upon his kind
	He held her tight in meaty arms
	For stone was sure to bind
	And to her shock he turned to rock
	As daybreak fell anew
	She screamed and fought to free herself
	Which she was not to do
	A yimmering, a yammering
	A beating and a clamoring
	So hard his heart was hammering
	He feared for his own life
	A yimmering, a yammering
	While stammering and glamoring
	He found her so enamoring
	He never saw the knife
	The knife? The knife. The knife!
	He never saw the knife!
	A statue stands in yonder wood
	Though not a statue really
	The summer sun shines over it
	The winter wind blows chilling
	Beneath its shadow lying there
	A knife and bits of bone
	Thus Troll and lady pass the years
	Together yet alone
	A yimmering, a yammering
	A beating and a clamoring
	So hard his heart was hammering
	He feared for his own life
	A yimmering, a yammering
	While stammering and glamoring
	He found her so enamoring
	He never saw the knife
	The knife? The knife. The knife!
	He never saw the knife!

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