歌曲 | The Gaberlunzieman |
歌手 | Andy M. Stewart |
专辑 | Man in the Moon |
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作词 : King James V, Stewart ... | |
THE GABERL | |
UNZIEMAN Oh the pawky auld carle cam o'er the lea | |
Wi' mony guid-e'ens and guid-days tae me | |
Sayin', "Guid wife for your charity Would you lodge a leal poor man?" | |
Laddie wi my tow-ro-ae | |
Well the nicht being cauld, the carle being wat | |
It's doon ayant the ingle he sat | |
My dochters shouthers he began tae clap | |
And cadgily ranted and sang | |
Laddie wi' my tow-ro-ae | |
Between the twa was made a plot | |
They'd rise a wee afore the cock | |
And wilily they shot the lock | |
And fast to the bent they are gane | |
Laddie wi' my tow-ro-ae | |
The aul wife gaed whaur the beggar lay | |
The strae was cauld, he was away | |
She clappit her hands cryin "Waladay! For some of our gear will be gane" | |
Laddie wi my tow-ro-ae | |
The servant gaed whaur the dochtor lay | |
Th sheets were cauld, she was away | |
And fast to the guid wife she gan say "Shes awa wi the Gaberlunzieman" | |
Laddie wi' my tow-ro-ae "O fy gar ride and fy gar rin And haste ye find these traitors again! For she's be burnt and he's be slain The wearyful beggarman" | |
Laddie wi' my tow-ro-ae | |
Meanwhile farhind oot o'er the lea | |
Fu-snug in a glen where nane could see | |
The twa wi' kindly sport and glee | |
Would lo'e the hale day lang | |
Laddie wi' my tow-ro-ae | |
Oh the lady cam riding o'er the lea, efter mony years her guidwife tae see | |
She had wedded a lord, nae begger he, | |
That had gaed as the beggarman | |
Laddie wi' my tow-ro-ae | |
Well the lady came riding o'er the strand | |
Wi' fower and twenty at her command | |
She was the brawest in the land | |
And she went wi' the beggarman | |
Laddie wi' my tow-ro-ae |
zuo ci : King James V, Stewart ... | |
THE GABERL | |
UNZIEMAN Oh the pawky auld carle cam o' er the lea | |
Wi' mony guide' ens and guiddays tae me | |
Sayin', " Guid wife for your charity Would you lodge a leal poor man?" | |
Laddie wi my towroae | |
Well the nicht being cauld, the carle being wat | |
It' s doon ayant the ingle he sat | |
My dochters shouthers he began tae clap | |
And cadgily ranted and sang | |
Laddie wi' my towroae | |
Between the twa was made a plot | |
They' d rise a wee afore the cock | |
And wilily they shot the lock | |
And fast to the bent they are gane | |
Laddie wi' my towroae | |
The aul wife gaed whaur the beggar lay | |
The strae was cauld, he was away | |
She clappit her hands cryin " Waladay! For some of our gear will be gane" | |
Laddie wi my towroae | |
The servant gaed whaur the dochtor lay | |
Th sheets were cauld, she was away | |
And fast to the guid wife she gan say " Shes awa wi the Gaberlunzieman" | |
Laddie wi' my towroae " O fy gar ride and fy gar rin And haste ye find these traitors again! For she' s be burnt and he' s be slain The wearyful beggarman" | |
Laddie wi' my towroae | |
Meanwhile farhind oot o' er the lea | |
Fusnug in a glen where nane could see | |
The twa wi' kindly sport and glee | |
Would lo' e the hale day lang | |
Laddie wi' my towroae | |
Oh the lady cam riding o' er the lea, efter mony years her guidwife tae see | |
She had wedded a lord, nae begger he, | |
That had gaed as the beggarman | |
Laddie wi' my towroae | |
Well the lady came riding o' er the strand | |
Wi' fower and twenty at her command | |
She was the brawest in the land | |
And she went wi' the beggarman | |
Laddie wi' my towroae |
zuò cí : King James V, Stewart ... | |
THE GABERL | |
UNZIEMAN Oh the pawky auld carle cam o' er the lea | |
Wi' mony guide' ens and guiddays tae me | |
Sayin', " Guid wife for your charity Would you lodge a leal poor man?" | |
Laddie wi my towroae | |
Well the nicht being cauld, the carle being wat | |
It' s doon ayant the ingle he sat | |
My dochters shouthers he began tae clap | |
And cadgily ranted and sang | |
Laddie wi' my towroae | |
Between the twa was made a plot | |
They' d rise a wee afore the cock | |
And wilily they shot the lock | |
And fast to the bent they are gane | |
Laddie wi' my towroae | |
The aul wife gaed whaur the beggar lay | |
The strae was cauld, he was away | |
She clappit her hands cryin " Waladay! For some of our gear will be gane" | |
Laddie wi my towroae | |
The servant gaed whaur the dochtor lay | |
Th sheets were cauld, she was away | |
And fast to the guid wife she gan say " Shes awa wi the Gaberlunzieman" | |
Laddie wi' my towroae " O fy gar ride and fy gar rin And haste ye find these traitors again! For she' s be burnt and he' s be slain The wearyful beggarman" | |
Laddie wi' my towroae | |
Meanwhile farhind oot o' er the lea | |
Fusnug in a glen where nane could see | |
The twa wi' kindly sport and glee | |
Would lo' e the hale day lang | |
Laddie wi' my towroae | |
Oh the lady cam riding o' er the lea, efter mony years her guidwife tae see | |
She had wedded a lord, nae begger he, | |
That had gaed as the beggarman | |
Laddie wi' my towroae | |
Well the lady came riding o' er the strand | |
Wi' fower and twenty at her command | |
She was the brawest in the land | |
And she went wi' the beggarman | |
Laddie wi' my towroae |