Young Hunting 歌词

歌曲	Young Hunting
歌手	Brian Peters
专辑	Ballads
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	作词 : Peters Brian Haydon
	作曲 : Peters Brian Haydon
	Young Hunting's to the castle gone
	As fast as he could ride
	He's a hunting horn about his waist
	A broadsword by his side
	A broadsword by his side
	And when he came to the castle gate
	He's pulled all at the pin
	No one so ready as the lady herself
	To rise and let him in
	Arise and let him in
	"You're welcome here, my young Hunting
	For coal and candlelight;
	And so welcome are you, young Hunting
	To lie with me this night
	To lie with me this night."
	"I thank you for your light, lady
	So do I for your coal
	But there's a fairer woman than ten of thee
	Meets me at Brandy's Well
	Meets me at Brandy's Well."
	He bent down o'er his saddlebow
	To kiss her ruby cheek
	But she took out a little penknife
	And wounded him full deep
	And wounded him full deep
	And she has gone to her maid, Katherine
	So long before the day
	"I have a dead man in my bower;
	I wish he was away
	I wish he was away."
	They booted him and spurred him
	As he was won't to ride
	They have taken him to the wide water
	They call the River Clyde
	They call the River Clyde
	One has taken him by his feet
	The other one by his head
	And in the deepest part of Clyde Water
	It's there they've made his bed
	It's there they've made his bed
	"Lie there, lie there, you young Hunting
	'Til the blood seep from your bone
	And that fairer woman than ten of me
	Will wait long ere you come home
	Wait long ere you come home."
	Then up and spoke a bonny little bird
	That stood up in the tree
	"Go home, go home, you false lady
	And pay your maid a fee
	And pay your maid a fee."
	"Come down, come down, you bonny little bird
	Come down into my hand
	Your cage I will make of the fine beaten gold
	Where now it's the willow wand
	Where now it's the willow wand."
	"Keep your cage of beaten gold
	And I will keep my tree
	For as you did to young Hunting
	You'd do the same to me
	You'd do the same to me."
	And it fell out the very next day
	The King was going to ride
	And he has sent for young Hunting
	To ride all at his side
	To ride all at his side
	The lady swore by the grass so green
	So did she by the corn
	"I saw not your son, young Hunting
	Since yesterday at morn
	Since yesterday at morn
	"But I saw him ride to Clyde Water;
	I fear he's drowned therein!"
	And they have sent for divers bold
	To dive for young Hunting
	To dive for young Hunting
	Then up and spoke the bonny little bird
	That flew above their heads
	"Dive on, dive on, you divers bold
	For there he lies indeed
	For there he lies indeed
	"But leave off your diving in the day
	And dive all in the night
	And where young Hunting he lies slain
	The candles will burn full bright
	The candles will burn full bright."
	So they left off diving in the day
	And dived all in the night
	And where young Hunting he lay slain
	The candles burned full bright
	The candles burned full bright
	White, white were his wounds all washed
	As white as a linen clout
	But when the lady she came near
	The blood come gushing out
	The blood come gushing out
	"Well, it's surely been my maid Katherine
	And ill may she betide!
	For I'd have never slain my young Hunting
	Nor thrown him in the Clyde
	Nor thrown him in the Clyde."
	So they have taken the maid Katherine
	And a bonfire set her in
	But the fire wouldn't take upon her cheek
	Nor yet upon her chin
	Nor yet upon her chin
	So they've taken out the maid Katherine
	They've thrown the lady in
	And the fire took fast on her fair body
	She burned like holly green
	She burned like holly green

	zuo ci : Peters Brian Haydon
	zuo qu : Peters Brian Haydon
	Young Hunting' s to the castle gone
	As fast as he could ride
	He' s a hunting horn about his waist
	A broadsword by his side
	A broadsword by his side
	And when he came to the castle gate
	He' s pulled all at the pin
	No one so ready as the lady herself
	To rise and let him in
	Arise and let him in
	" You' re welcome here, my young Hunting
	For coal and candlelight
	And so welcome are you, young Hunting
	To lie with me this night
	To lie with me this night. "
	" I thank you for your light, lady
	So do I for your coal
	But there' s a fairer woman than ten of thee
	Meets me at Brandy' s Well
	Meets me at Brandy' s Well. "
	He bent down o' er his saddlebow
	To kiss her ruby cheek
	But she took out a little penknife
	And wounded him full deep
	And wounded him full deep
	And she has gone to her maid, Katherine
	So long before the day
	" I have a dead man in my bower
	I wish he was away
	I wish he was away. "
	They booted him and spurred him
	As he was won' t to ride
	They have taken him to the wide water
	They call the River Clyde
	They call the River Clyde
	One has taken him by his feet
	The other one by his head
	And in the deepest part of Clyde Water
	It' s there they' ve made his bed
	It' s there they' ve made his bed
	" Lie there, lie there, you young Hunting
	' Til the blood seep from your bone
	And that fairer woman than ten of me
	Will wait long ere you come home
	Wait long ere you come home. "
	Then up and spoke a bonny little bird
	That stood up in the tree
	" Go home, go home, you false lady
	And pay your maid a fee
	And pay your maid a fee. "
	" Come down, come down, you bonny little bird
	Come down into my hand
	Your cage I will make of the fine beaten gold
	Where now it' s the willow wand
	Where now it' s the willow wand. "
	" Keep your cage of beaten gold
	And I will keep my tree
	For as you did to young Hunting
	You' d do the same to me
	You' d do the same to me. "
	And it fell out the very next day
	The King was going to ride
	And he has sent for young Hunting
	To ride all at his side
	To ride all at his side
	The lady swore by the grass so green
	So did she by the corn
	" I saw not your son, young Hunting
	Since yesterday at morn
	Since yesterday at morn
	" But I saw him ride to Clyde Water
	I fear he' s drowned therein! "
	And they have sent for divers bold
	To dive for young Hunting
	To dive for young Hunting
	Then up and spoke the bonny little bird
	That flew above their heads
	" Dive on, dive on, you divers bold
	For there he lies indeed
	For there he lies indeed
	" But leave off your diving in the day
	And dive all in the night
	And where young Hunting he lies slain
	The candles will burn full bright
	The candles will burn full bright. "
	So they left off diving in the day
	And dived all in the night
	And where young Hunting he lay slain
	The candles burned full bright
	The candles burned full bright
	White, white were his wounds all washed
	As white as a linen clout
	But when the lady she came near
	The blood come gushing out
	The blood come gushing out
	" Well, it' s surely been my maid Katherine
	And ill may she betide!
	For I' d have never slain my young Hunting
	Nor thrown him in the Clyde
	Nor thrown him in the Clyde. "
	So they have taken the maid Katherine
	And a bonfire set her in
	But the fire wouldn' t take upon her cheek
	Nor yet upon her chin
	Nor yet upon her chin
	So they' ve taken out the maid Katherine
	They' ve thrown the lady in
	And the fire took fast on her fair body
	She burned like holly green
	She burned like holly green

	zuò cí : Peters Brian Haydon
	zuò qǔ : Peters Brian Haydon
	Young Hunting' s to the castle gone
	As fast as he could ride
	He' s a hunting horn about his waist
	A broadsword by his side
	A broadsword by his side
	And when he came to the castle gate
	He' s pulled all at the pin
	No one so ready as the lady herself
	To rise and let him in
	Arise and let him in
	" You' re welcome here, my young Hunting
	For coal and candlelight
	And so welcome are you, young Hunting
	To lie with me this night
	To lie with me this night. "
	" I thank you for your light, lady
	So do I for your coal
	But there' s a fairer woman than ten of thee
	Meets me at Brandy' s Well
	Meets me at Brandy' s Well. "
	He bent down o' er his saddlebow
	To kiss her ruby cheek
	But she took out a little penknife
	And wounded him full deep
	And wounded him full deep
	And she has gone to her maid, Katherine
	So long before the day
	" I have a dead man in my bower
	I wish he was away
	I wish he was away. "
	They booted him and spurred him
	As he was won' t to ride
	They have taken him to the wide water
	They call the River Clyde
	They call the River Clyde
	One has taken him by his feet
	The other one by his head
	And in the deepest part of Clyde Water
	It' s there they' ve made his bed
	It' s there they' ve made his bed
	" Lie there, lie there, you young Hunting
	' Til the blood seep from your bone
	And that fairer woman than ten of me
	Will wait long ere you come home
	Wait long ere you come home. "
	Then up and spoke a bonny little bird
	That stood up in the tree
	" Go home, go home, you false lady
	And pay your maid a fee
	And pay your maid a fee. "
	" Come down, come down, you bonny little bird
	Come down into my hand
	Your cage I will make of the fine beaten gold
	Where now it' s the willow wand
	Where now it' s the willow wand. "
	" Keep your cage of beaten gold
	And I will keep my tree
	For as you did to young Hunting
	You' d do the same to me
	You' d do the same to me. "
	And it fell out the very next day
	The King was going to ride
	And he has sent for young Hunting
	To ride all at his side
	To ride all at his side
	The lady swore by the grass so green
	So did she by the corn
	" I saw not your son, young Hunting
	Since yesterday at morn
	Since yesterday at morn
	" But I saw him ride to Clyde Water
	I fear he' s drowned therein! "
	And they have sent for divers bold
	To dive for young Hunting
	To dive for young Hunting
	Then up and spoke the bonny little bird
	That flew above their heads
	" Dive on, dive on, you divers bold
	For there he lies indeed
	For there he lies indeed
	" But leave off your diving in the day
	And dive all in the night
	And where young Hunting he lies slain
	The candles will burn full bright
	The candles will burn full bright. "
	So they left off diving in the day
	And dived all in the night
	And where young Hunting he lay slain
	The candles burned full bright
	The candles burned full bright
	White, white were his wounds all washed
	As white as a linen clout
	But when the lady she came near
	The blood come gushing out
	The blood come gushing out
	" Well, it' s surely been my maid Katherine
	And ill may she betide!
	For I' d have never slain my young Hunting
	Nor thrown him in the Clyde
	Nor thrown him in the Clyde. "
	So they have taken the maid Katherine
	And a bonfire set her in
	But the fire wouldn' t take upon her cheek
	Nor yet upon her chin
	Nor yet upon her chin
	So they' ve taken out the maid Katherine
	They' ve thrown the lady in
	And the fire took fast on her fair body
	She burned like holly green
	She burned like holly green

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