Bad Girl

Song Bad Girl
Artist Shirley Collins
Album Folk Roots, New Routes

Lyrics

[00:01.852] One morning, one morning, one morning in May
[00:11.265] I met this young lady wrapped up in white linen,
[00:20.864] All dressed in white linen, cold as the clay.
[00:34.564] “When I was a young girl, I used to seek pleasure,
[00:41.245] When I was a young girl, I used to drink ale.
[00:47.945] Right out of an ale house down into the jailhouse,
[00:56.437] Right out of the barroom down to my grave.
[01:04.789]
[01:07.355] “Come mama, come papa, and sit you down by me,
[01:14.548] Sit you down by me and pity my case.
[01:20.753] For my poor head is achin', my poor heart is breakin',
[01:29.144] I am a poor young girl and I know I've done wrong.
[01:39.899] “Go send for the preacher to come and pray for me
[01:47.048] Send for the doctor to heal up my wounds.
[01:53.407] For my poor head is achin', my sad heart is breakin,
[02:01.708] My body's salivated and I know I must die.”
[02:12.633] One morning, one morning, one morning in May
[02:19.415] I met this young lady wrapped up in white linen,
[02:27.827] All dressed in white linen, cold as the clay.

Pinyin

[00:01.852] One morning, one morning, one morning in May
[00:11.265] I met this young lady wrapped up in white linen,
[00:20.864] All dressed in white linen, cold as the clay.
[00:34.564] " When I was a young girl, I used to seek pleasure,
[00:41.245] When I was a young girl, I used to drink ale.
[00:47.945] Right out of an ale house down into the jailhouse,
[00:56.437] Right out of the barroom down to my grave.
[01:04.789]
[01:07.355] " Come mama, come papa, and sit you down by me,
[01:14.548] Sit you down by me and pity my case.
[01:20.753] For my poor head is achin', my poor heart is breakin',
[01:29.144] I am a poor young girl and I know I' ve done wrong.
[01:39.899] " Go send for the preacher to come and pray for me
[01:47.048] Send for the doctor to heal up my wounds.
[01:53.407] For my poor head is achin', my sad heart is breakin,
[02:01.708] My body' s salivated and I know I must die."
[02:12.633] One morning, one morning, one morning in May
[02:19.415] I met this young lady wrapped up in white linen,
[02:27.827] All dressed in white linen, cold as the clay.