Song | The Farmer's Mistress |
Artist | A Different Thread |
Album | On a Whim |
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作词 : Alicia Broeksmit Best/Robert Edward Jackson | |
作曲 : Robert Edward Jackson | |
Was the farmer still sleeping with his wife by his side, when you left in the morning did you kiss him goodbye | |
And go out in the fields with tears in your eyes | |
Did you open every door for him and close it with a bow, did you wipe away the rain and the sweat from his brow | |
When you were out in the fields and you couldn’t pull the plough and you tore your dress | |
And he said "Who would want to dance with the farmers mistress?" | |
But she danced like a straw blowin’ in the harvest breeze, bare feet on the floor and a grass stain on her knee | |
Yeah she danced like she was free | |
With a fierce and defiant wind that billowed in her sails and the farmers life was nestled in the dirt beneath her nails | |
And the scars on her hands told many a tale and it started with a kiss | |
And he said "Who would want a kiss from the farmers mistress?" | |
Did you promise you would lie when you ran into his wife, when you locked him in the barn was he begging for his life? | |
Did you give him the key or the edge of your knife? | |
And beneath the English summer time stars as they collide I see the fury in her flame I see the temper in her eyes | |
And you just couldn’t miss that thorn in her side | |
He said "Who would want to dance?" | |
He said "Who would want a kiss?" | |
And she said "Who would ever guess it was the farmers mistress?" |
zuo ci : Alicia Broeksmit Best Robert Edward Jackson | |
zuo qu : Robert Edward Jackson | |
Was the farmer still sleeping with his wife by his side, when you left in the morning did you kiss him goodbye | |
And go out in the fields with tears in your eyes | |
Did you open every door for him and close it with a bow, did you wipe away the rain and the sweat from his brow | |
When you were out in the fields and you couldn' t pull the plough and you tore your dress | |
And he said " Who would want to dance with the farmers mistress?" | |
But she danced like a straw blowin' in the harvest breeze, bare feet on the floor and a grass stain on her knee | |
Yeah she danced like she was free | |
With a fierce and defiant wind that billowed in her sails and the farmers life was nestled in the dirt beneath her nails | |
And the scars on her hands told many a tale and it started with a kiss | |
And he said " Who would want a kiss from the farmers mistress?" | |
Did you promise you would lie when you ran into his wife, when you locked him in the barn was he begging for his life? | |
Did you give him the key or the edge of your knife? | |
And beneath the English summer time stars as they collide I see the fury in her flame I see the temper in her eyes | |
And you just couldn' t miss that thorn in her side | |
He said " Who would want to dance?" | |
He said " Who would want a kiss?" | |
And she said " Who would ever guess it was the farmers mistress?" |
zuò cí : Alicia Broeksmit Best Robert Edward Jackson | |
zuò qǔ : Robert Edward Jackson | |
Was the farmer still sleeping with his wife by his side, when you left in the morning did you kiss him goodbye | |
And go out in the fields with tears in your eyes | |
Did you open every door for him and close it with a bow, did you wipe away the rain and the sweat from his brow | |
When you were out in the fields and you couldn' t pull the plough and you tore your dress | |
And he said " Who would want to dance with the farmers mistress?" | |
But she danced like a straw blowin' in the harvest breeze, bare feet on the floor and a grass stain on her knee | |
Yeah she danced like she was free | |
With a fierce and defiant wind that billowed in her sails and the farmers life was nestled in the dirt beneath her nails | |
And the scars on her hands told many a tale and it started with a kiss | |
And he said " Who would want a kiss from the farmers mistress?" | |
Did you promise you would lie when you ran into his wife, when you locked him in the barn was he begging for his life? | |
Did you give him the key or the edge of your knife? | |
And beneath the English summer time stars as they collide I see the fury in her flame I see the temper in her eyes | |
And you just couldn' t miss that thorn in her side | |
He said " Who would want to dance?" | |
He said " Who would want a kiss?" | |
And she said " Who would ever guess it was the farmers mistress?" |