| Song | Throw The 'R' Away |
| Artist | The Proclaimers |
| Album | The Best Of |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Reid, Reid | |
| the proclaimers - throw the 'r' away | |
| I've been so sad | |
| Since you said my accent was bad | |
| He's worn a frown | |
| This caledonian clown | |
| Some days i stand | |
| On your green and pleasant land | |
| How dare i show face | |
| When my diction is such a disgrace | |
| I'm just going to have to learn to hesitate | |
| To make sure my words | |
| On your saxon ears don't grate | |
| But i wouldn't know a single word to say | |
| If i flattened all the vowels | |
| And threw the 'r' away | |
| You say that if i want to get ahead | |
| The language i use should he left for dead | |
| It doesn't please your ear | |
| And though you tell it like a leg pull | |
| I think your still full of john bull | |
| You just refuse to hear | |
| Oh what can i do | |
| To be understood by you | |
| Perhaps for some money | |
| I could talk like a bee dripping honey. |
| zuo ci : Reid, Reid | |
| the proclaimers throw the ' r' away | |
| I' ve been so sad | |
| Since you said my accent was bad | |
| He' s worn a frown | |
| This caledonian clown | |
| Some days i stand | |
| On your green and pleasant land | |
| How dare i show face | |
| When my diction is such a disgrace | |
| I' m just going to have to learn to hesitate | |
| To make sure my words | |
| On your saxon ears don' t grate | |
| But i wouldn' t know a single word to say | |
| If i flattened all the vowels | |
| And threw the ' r' away | |
| You say that if i want to get ahead | |
| The language i use should he left for dead | |
| It doesn' t please your ear | |
| And though you tell it like a leg pull | |
| I think your still full of john bull | |
| You just refuse to hear | |
| Oh what can i do | |
| To be understood by you | |
| Perhaps for some money | |
| I could talk like a bee dripping honey. |
| zuò cí : Reid, Reid | |
| the proclaimers throw the ' r' away | |
| I' ve been so sad | |
| Since you said my accent was bad | |
| He' s worn a frown | |
| This caledonian clown | |
| Some days i stand | |
| On your green and pleasant land | |
| How dare i show face | |
| When my diction is such a disgrace | |
| I' m just going to have to learn to hesitate | |
| To make sure my words | |
| On your saxon ears don' t grate | |
| But i wouldn' t know a single word to say | |
| If i flattened all the vowels | |
| And threw the ' r' away | |
| You say that if i want to get ahead | |
| The language i use should he left for dead | |
| It doesn' t please your ear | |
| And though you tell it like a leg pull | |
| I think your still full of john bull | |
| You just refuse to hear | |
| Oh what can i do | |
| To be understood by you | |
| Perhaps for some money | |
| I could talk like a bee dripping honey. |