歌曲 | As the Evening Declines |
歌手 | Cathie Ryan |
专辑 | The Farthest Wave |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Henry, Traditional | |
I am old, very old, but I don't need a wattle | |
I am old, yes, I'm old, but I'm not a dry nettle | |
All I need is man who is high in his mettle | |
Glory oh glory, glory, when the evening declines | |
Glory oh glory, glory, as the evening declines | |
And before the black hunger, I'd husbands in plenty | |
Maybe your granddad was one of the many | |
Or was he that red-coat who swigged more than any? | |
Glory oh glory, glory, when the evening declines | |
Glory oh glory, glory, as the evening declines | |
You can have all your gold, the high king of all metals | |
With soft talk and kisses we'll never want better | |
And the west of a ditch is the best of all settles | |
Glory oh glory, glory, when the evening declines | |
Glory oh glory, glory, as the evening declines | |
I am old, very old, but I don't need a wattle | |
I am old, yes, I'm old, but I'm not a dry nettle | |
So you clout the pot, and I'll clout the kettle | |
Glory oh glory, glory, when the evening declines | |
Glory oh glory, glory, as the evening declines |
zuo ci : Henry, Traditional | |
I am old, very old, but I don' t need a wattle | |
I am old, yes, I' m old, but I' m not a dry nettle | |
All I need is man who is high in his mettle | |
Glory oh glory, glory, when the evening declines | |
Glory oh glory, glory, as the evening declines | |
And before the black hunger, I' d husbands in plenty | |
Maybe your granddad was one of the many | |
Or was he that redcoat who swigged more than any? | |
Glory oh glory, glory, when the evening declines | |
Glory oh glory, glory, as the evening declines | |
You can have all your gold, the high king of all metals | |
With soft talk and kisses we' ll never want better | |
And the west of a ditch is the best of all settles | |
Glory oh glory, glory, when the evening declines | |
Glory oh glory, glory, as the evening declines | |
I am old, very old, but I don' t need a wattle | |
I am old, yes, I' m old, but I' m not a dry nettle | |
So you clout the pot, and I' ll clout the kettle | |
Glory oh glory, glory, when the evening declines | |
Glory oh glory, glory, as the evening declines |
zuò cí : Henry, Traditional | |
I am old, very old, but I don' t need a wattle | |
I am old, yes, I' m old, but I' m not a dry nettle | |
All I need is man who is high in his mettle | |
Glory oh glory, glory, when the evening declines | |
Glory oh glory, glory, as the evening declines | |
And before the black hunger, I' d husbands in plenty | |
Maybe your granddad was one of the many | |
Or was he that redcoat who swigged more than any? | |
Glory oh glory, glory, when the evening declines | |
Glory oh glory, glory, as the evening declines | |
You can have all your gold, the high king of all metals | |
With soft talk and kisses we' ll never want better | |
And the west of a ditch is the best of all settles | |
Glory oh glory, glory, when the evening declines | |
Glory oh glory, glory, as the evening declines | |
I am old, very old, but I don' t need a wattle | |
I am old, yes, I' m old, but I' m not a dry nettle | |
So you clout the pot, and I' ll clout the kettle | |
Glory oh glory, glory, when the evening declines | |
Glory oh glory, glory, as the evening declines |