Song | Coming to Us Dead |
Artist | 97th Regimental String Band |
Album | Battlefields and Campfires: Civil War Era Songs, Vol. I |
[00:00.000] | 作曲 : Traditional Song |
[00:20.204] | One morning when the office was opened |
[00:22.725] | A man quite old in years |
[00:25.148] | Stood the express office |
[00:27.431] | Showing signs of grief and tears |
[00:30.231] | And there's a clerk approached him |
[00:32.716] | With trembling words he said |
[00:34.829] | I'm waiting for my boy, sir |
[00:37.633] | He's coming home today |
[00:40.246] | Well. You have made a silly mistake |
[00:42.534] | But you must surely know |
[00:44.858] | That this is the telegraph office, Sir |
[00:47.683] | And not a town depot |
[00:50.251] | And if your boy is coming home |
[00:52.666] | The clerk did smile and say |
[00:54.794] | You'll find him with the passengers, Sir |
[00:57.314] | At the station just all the way |
[01:00.018] | No you do not understand me, Sir |
[01:02.465] | The old man shook his head |
[01:04.744] | He's coming not as a passenger |
[01:07.344] | But by express instead |
[01:09.955] | He's coming home to mother |
[01:12.524] | The old man gently said |
[01:14.659] | He's coming home in a casket, Sir |
[01:17.405] | He's coming to us dead |
[01:39.684] | Then a whistle pierced their ears |
[01:42.157] | The express train someone cry |
[01:44.496] | The old man rose in a breathless haste |
[01:47.147] | And quickly rushed outside |
[01:49.526] | Then a long white casket |
[01:51.853] | Was lowered to the ground |
[01:54.423] | And showing sighs of grief and tear |
[01:56.738] | To those who gathered around |
[01:59.023] | He said: Do not use him roughly, boys |
[02:01.650] | It contains our darling Jack |
[02:04.403] | He went away as you boys are |
[02:06.673] | This way he's coming back |
[02:09.188] | He broke his dear old mother's heart |
[02:11.746] | Her fears have all come true |
[02:14.212] | She said, it's the way that he'd come home |
[02:16.679] | If he joined the boys in blue |
[00:00.000] | zuò qǔ : Traditional Song |
[00:20.204] | One morning when the office was opened |
[00:22.725] | A man quite old in years |
[00:25.148] | Stood the express office |
[00:27.431] | Showing signs of grief and tears |
[00:30.231] | And there' s a clerk approached him |
[00:32.716] | With trembling words he said |
[00:34.829] | I' m waiting for my boy, sir |
[00:37.633] | He' s coming home today |
[00:40.246] | Well. You have made a silly mistake |
[00:42.534] | But you must surely know |
[00:44.858] | That this is the telegraph office, Sir |
[00:47.683] | And not a town depot |
[00:50.251] | And if your boy is coming home |
[00:52.666] | The clerk did smile and say |
[00:54.794] | You' ll find him with the passengers, Sir |
[00:57.314] | At the station just all the way |
[01:00.018] | No you do not understand me, Sir |
[01:02.465] | The old man shook his head |
[01:04.744] | He' s coming not as a passenger |
[01:07.344] | But by express instead |
[01:09.955] | He' s coming home to mother |
[01:12.524] | The old man gently said |
[01:14.659] | He' s coming home in a casket, Sir |
[01:17.405] | He' s coming to us dead |
[01:39.684] | Then a whistle pierced their ears |
[01:42.157] | The express train someone cry |
[01:44.496] | The old man rose in a breathless haste |
[01:47.147] | And quickly rushed outside |
[01:49.526] | Then a long white casket |
[01:51.853] | Was lowered to the ground |
[01:54.423] | And showing sighs of grief and tear |
[01:56.738] | To those who gathered around |
[01:59.023] | He said: Do not use him roughly, boys |
[02:01.650] | It contains our darling Jack |
[02:04.403] | He went away as you boys are |
[02:06.673] | This way he' s coming back |
[02:09.188] | He broke his dear old mother' s heart |
[02:11.746] | Her fears have all come true |
[02:14.212] | She said, it' s the way that he' d come home |
[02:16.679] | If he joined the boys in blue |