| Song | Sailor's Life |
| Artist | Judy Collins |
| Album | A Maid of Constant Sorrow 1961 (Original Remastered 2011) |
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| [00:00.000] | 作词 : Collins |
| [00:05.616] | Oh, a sailor's life is a weary life |
| [00:12.070] | For he robs the girls of their delight |
| [00:17.292] | Causes them to weep, causes them to mourn |
| [00:20.258] | Loss of a true love, never to return |
| [00:27.616] | Oh, Father, Father, build me a boat |
| [00:32.291] | And on the world's oceans, I will float |
| [00:37.115] | Hail each captain, as I pass by |
| [00:40.215] | There, I'll ask for my sailor boy |
| [00:48.723] | Oh, captain, captain, tell me true |
| [00:52.810] | Does my own Willie sail with you? |
| [00:57.472] | Tell me soon, to give me joy |
| [01:00.715] | None will I have but my sailor boy |
| [01:07.611] | Oh no, kind lady, he's not here |
| [01:11.866] | He drowned in the gulf, and we buried him there |
| [01:16.393] | On the island, as we passed by |
| [01:19.720] | There, we left your sailor boy |
| [01:27.351] | Oh, she rung her hands, and tore her hair |
| [01:31.544] | Just like some lady in great despair |
| [01:36.737] | Called for a chair to sit her down |
| [01:39.790] | Penningdon for, to write it down |
| [01:47.450] | Oh, dig my grave wide and deep |
| [01:53.151] | Put a marble stone at the head and feet |
| [01:57.700] | On my grave, a turtle dove |
| [02:00.518] | Tell the world, I died for my love |
| [02:11.186] | Oh, a sailor's life is a weary life |
| [02:17.273] | He robs the girls of their delight |
| [02:22.014] | Causes them to weep, causes them to mourn |
| [02:25.167] | Loss of a true love, never to return |
| [00:00.000] | zuo ci : Collins |
| [00:05.616] | Oh, a sailor' s life is a weary life |
| [00:12.070] | For he robs the girls of their delight |
| [00:17.292] | Causes them to weep, causes them to mourn |
| [00:20.258] | Loss of a true love, never to return |
| [00:27.616] | Oh, Father, Father, build me a boat |
| [00:32.291] | And on the world' s oceans, I will float |
| [00:37.115] | Hail each captain, as I pass by |
| [00:40.215] | There, I' ll ask for my sailor boy |
| [00:48.723] | Oh, captain, captain, tell me true |
| [00:52.810] | Does my own Willie sail with you? |
| [00:57.472] | Tell me soon, to give me joy |
| [01:00.715] | None will I have but my sailor boy |
| [01:07.611] | Oh no, kind lady, he' s not here |
| [01:11.866] | He drowned in the gulf, and we buried him there |
| [01:16.393] | On the island, as we passed by |
| [01:19.720] | There, we left your sailor boy |
| [01:27.351] | Oh, she rung her hands, and tore her hair |
| [01:31.544] | Just like some lady in great despair |
| [01:36.737] | Called for a chair to sit her down |
| [01:39.790] | Penningdon for, to write it down |
| [01:47.450] | Oh, dig my grave wide and deep |
| [01:53.151] | Put a marble stone at the head and feet |
| [01:57.700] | On my grave, a turtle dove |
| [02:00.518] | Tell the world, I died for my love |
| [02:11.186] | Oh, a sailor' s life is a weary life |
| [02:17.273] | He robs the girls of their delight |
| [02:22.014] | Causes them to weep, causes them to mourn |
| [02:25.167] | Loss of a true love, never to return |
| [00:00.000] | zuò cí : Collins |
| [00:05.616] | Oh, a sailor' s life is a weary life |
| [00:12.070] | For he robs the girls of their delight |
| [00:17.292] | Causes them to weep, causes them to mourn |
| [00:20.258] | Loss of a true love, never to return |
| [00:27.616] | Oh, Father, Father, build me a boat |
| [00:32.291] | And on the world' s oceans, I will float |
| [00:37.115] | Hail each captain, as I pass by |
| [00:40.215] | There, I' ll ask for my sailor boy |
| [00:48.723] | Oh, captain, captain, tell me true |
| [00:52.810] | Does my own Willie sail with you? |
| [00:57.472] | Tell me soon, to give me joy |
| [01:00.715] | None will I have but my sailor boy |
| [01:07.611] | Oh no, kind lady, he' s not here |
| [01:11.866] | He drowned in the gulf, and we buried him there |
| [01:16.393] | On the island, as we passed by |
| [01:19.720] | There, we left your sailor boy |
| [01:27.351] | Oh, she rung her hands, and tore her hair |
| [01:31.544] | Just like some lady in great despair |
| [01:36.737] | Called for a chair to sit her down |
| [01:39.790] | Penningdon for, to write it down |
| [01:47.450] | Oh, dig my grave wide and deep |
| [01:53.151] | Put a marble stone at the head and feet |
| [01:57.700] | On my grave, a turtle dove |
| [02:00.518] | Tell the world, I died for my love |
| [02:11.186] | Oh, a sailor' s life is a weary life |
| [02:17.273] | He robs the girls of their delight |
| [02:22.014] | Causes them to weep, causes them to mourn |
| [02:25.167] | Loss of a true love, never to return |