| 歌曲 | Colleen Malone |
| 歌手 | Hot Rize |
| 专辑 | This Is Americana Vol. 1: A View From Sugar Hill Records |
| 下载 | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : L. Drumm/Pete Goble | |
| [Verse 1] | |
| It’s been ten years and three since I first went to sea | |
| Since I sailed from old Ireland and home | |
| But those hills lush and green were a part of my dream | |
| When I dreamed of my Colleen Malone | |
| [Verse 2] | |
| On the day I returned to my sorrow I learned | |
| That the angels had called her away | |
| To a grave on a hill overlooking the mill | |
| That's the place where she’s sleeping today | |
| [Chorus] | |
| As the soft breezes blow through the meadow I go | |
| Past the mill with the moss covered stone | |
| Up the pathway I climb through the woods and the vines | |
| To be with my Colleen Malone | |
| [Instrumental] | |
| [Verse 3] | |
| She was faithful each day as I'd sailed far away | |
| There was no one but me that she loved | |
| And I remember those eyes soft and blue as the skies | |
| And her heart was as pure as a dove | |
| [Chorus] | |
| As the soft breezes blow through the meadow I go | |
| Past the mill with the moss covered stone | |
| Up the pathway I climb through the woods and the pines | |
| To be with my Colleen Malone | |
| [Verse 4] | |
| All the years of my life I will not take a wife | |
| I will live in this valley alone | |
| Planting flowers around in this soft gentle ground | |
| That is holding my Colleen Malone | |
| [Chorus] | |
| As the soft breezes blow through the meadow I go | |
| Past the mill with the moss covered stone | |
| Up the pathway I climb through the woods and the vines | |
| To be with my Colleen Malone | |
| Up the pathway I climb through the woods and the vines | |
| To be with my Colleen Malone |
| zuo qu : L. Drumm Pete Goble | |
| Verse 1 | |
| It' s been ten years and three since I first went to sea | |
| Since I sailed from old Ireland and home | |
| But those hills lush and green were a part of my dream | |
| When I dreamed of my Colleen Malone | |
| Verse 2 | |
| On the day I returned to my sorrow I learned | |
| That the angels had called her away | |
| To a grave on a hill overlooking the mill | |
| That' s the place where she' s sleeping today | |
| Chorus | |
| As the soft breezes blow through the meadow I go | |
| Past the mill with the moss covered stone | |
| Up the pathway I climb through the woods and the vines | |
| To be with my Colleen Malone | |
| Instrumental | |
| Verse 3 | |
| She was faithful each day as I' d sailed far away | |
| There was no one but me that she loved | |
| And I remember those eyes soft and blue as the skies | |
| And her heart was as pure as a dove | |
| Chorus | |
| As the soft breezes blow through the meadow I go | |
| Past the mill with the moss covered stone | |
| Up the pathway I climb through the woods and the pines | |
| To be with my Colleen Malone | |
| Verse 4 | |
| All the years of my life I will not take a wife | |
| I will live in this valley alone | |
| Planting flowers around in this soft gentle ground | |
| That is holding my Colleen Malone | |
| Chorus | |
| As the soft breezes blow through the meadow I go | |
| Past the mill with the moss covered stone | |
| Up the pathway I climb through the woods and the vines | |
| To be with my Colleen Malone | |
| Up the pathway I climb through the woods and the vines | |
| To be with my Colleen Malone |
| zuò qǔ : L. Drumm Pete Goble | |
| Verse 1 | |
| It' s been ten years and three since I first went to sea | |
| Since I sailed from old Ireland and home | |
| But those hills lush and green were a part of my dream | |
| When I dreamed of my Colleen Malone | |
| Verse 2 | |
| On the day I returned to my sorrow I learned | |
| That the angels had called her away | |
| To a grave on a hill overlooking the mill | |
| That' s the place where she' s sleeping today | |
| Chorus | |
| As the soft breezes blow through the meadow I go | |
| Past the mill with the moss covered stone | |
| Up the pathway I climb through the woods and the vines | |
| To be with my Colleen Malone | |
| Instrumental | |
| Verse 3 | |
| She was faithful each day as I' d sailed far away | |
| There was no one but me that she loved | |
| And I remember those eyes soft and blue as the skies | |
| And her heart was as pure as a dove | |
| Chorus | |
| As the soft breezes blow through the meadow I go | |
| Past the mill with the moss covered stone | |
| Up the pathway I climb through the woods and the pines | |
| To be with my Colleen Malone | |
| Verse 4 | |
| All the years of my life I will not take a wife | |
| I will live in this valley alone | |
| Planting flowers around in this soft gentle ground | |
| That is holding my Colleen Malone | |
| Chorus | |
| As the soft breezes blow through the meadow I go | |
| Past the mill with the moss covered stone | |
| Up the pathway I climb through the woods and the vines | |
| To be with my Colleen Malone | |
| Up the pathway I climb through the woods and the vines | |
| To be with my Colleen Malone |