| Song | Dapple Rose |
| Artist | Slade |
| Album | Play It Loud |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : James, Lea, Powell | |
| Once kept in a stable snug and warm, | |
| But now he's growing old, in open fields he's forced to go. | |
| He often stands in hail, rain, freezing snow. | |
| He's certain that his master doesn't mean him any harm. | |
| Dapple Rose - he doesn't want you any more. | |
| Times go by, you will remember. | |
| Dapple Rose - you are cold and old and slow. | |
| Times go by, you will remember. | |
| His clothing was a shiny coat so fine, but now he's growing old and his beauty does decay. | |
| One night he heard his master frown and say "No poor old bones could stand this life of mine." | |
| Dapple Rose - he doesn't want you any more. | |
| Times go by, you will remember. | |
| Dapple Rose - you are cold and old and slow. | |
| Times go by, you will remember. | |
| His food was of the best corn and best hay, | |
| But now there's no such thing and he hardly eats at all. | |
| He lives on sprouts that grow behind the wall. | |
| I doubt if he'll be lucky to last another day. | |
| Dapple Rose - he doesn't want you any more. | |
| Times go by, you will remember. | |
| Dapple Rose - you are cold and old and slow. | |
| Times go by, you will remember. | |
| Don't feel so bad, feel so sad. | |
| No more wearing shiny glory, now they hang upon the wall, | |
| In the hall, in some far gone manor. | |
| Not a soul realises you're a | |
| Dapple Rose of fame. |
| zuo ci : James, Lea, Powell | |
| Once kept in a stable snug and warm, | |
| But now he' s growing old, in open fields he' s forced to go. | |
| He often stands in hail, rain, freezing snow. | |
| He' s certain that his master doesn' t mean him any harm. | |
| Dapple Rose he doesn' t want you any more. | |
| Times go by, you will remember. | |
| Dapple Rose you are cold and old and slow. | |
| Times go by, you will remember. | |
| His clothing was a shiny coat so fine, but now he' s growing old and his beauty does decay. | |
| One night he heard his master frown and say " No poor old bones could stand this life of mine." | |
| Dapple Rose he doesn' t want you any more. | |
| Times go by, you will remember. | |
| Dapple Rose you are cold and old and slow. | |
| Times go by, you will remember. | |
| His food was of the best corn and best hay, | |
| But now there' s no such thing and he hardly eats at all. | |
| He lives on sprouts that grow behind the wall. | |
| I doubt if he' ll be lucky to last another day. | |
| Dapple Rose he doesn' t want you any more. | |
| Times go by, you will remember. | |
| Dapple Rose you are cold and old and slow. | |
| Times go by, you will remember. | |
| Don' t feel so bad, feel so sad. | |
| No more wearing shiny glory, now they hang upon the wall, | |
| In the hall, in some far gone manor. | |
| Not a soul realises you' re a | |
| Dapple Rose of fame. |
| zuò cí : James, Lea, Powell | |
| Once kept in a stable snug and warm, | |
| But now he' s growing old, in open fields he' s forced to go. | |
| He often stands in hail, rain, freezing snow. | |
| He' s certain that his master doesn' t mean him any harm. | |
| Dapple Rose he doesn' t want you any more. | |
| Times go by, you will remember. | |
| Dapple Rose you are cold and old and slow. | |
| Times go by, you will remember. | |
| His clothing was a shiny coat so fine, but now he' s growing old and his beauty does decay. | |
| One night he heard his master frown and say " No poor old bones could stand this life of mine." | |
| Dapple Rose he doesn' t want you any more. | |
| Times go by, you will remember. | |
| Dapple Rose you are cold and old and slow. | |
| Times go by, you will remember. | |
| His food was of the best corn and best hay, | |
| But now there' s no such thing and he hardly eats at all. | |
| He lives on sprouts that grow behind the wall. | |
| I doubt if he' ll be lucky to last another day. | |
| Dapple Rose he doesn' t want you any more. | |
| Times go by, you will remember. | |
| Dapple Rose you are cold and old and slow. | |
| Times go by, you will remember. | |
| Don' t feel so bad, feel so sad. | |
| No more wearing shiny glory, now they hang upon the wall, | |
| In the hall, in some far gone manor. | |
| Not a soul realises you' re a | |
| Dapple Rose of fame. |