| Song | The Bowld Sojer Boy |
| Artist | Bobby Horton |
| Album | Homespun Songs of the C. S. A., Volume 5 |
| [00:00.000] | 作曲 : Samuel Lover |
| [00:35.727] | Oh, there's not a trade that's going worth showing or knowing, |
| [00:40.214] | Like that from glory growing for a bowld sojer boy; |
| [00:44.125] | Where right or left we go, sure you know, friend or foe, |
| [00:48.039] | Will have the hand or toe from the bowld sojer boy. |
| [00:52.237] | There's not a town we march thro' but ladies looking arch thro' |
| [00:56.434] | The window panes will search thro' the ranks to find their joy; |
| [01:00.902] | While up the street, each girl you meet, with look so sly, will cry, "My eye, |
| [01:06.210] | Oh, isn't he a darling? the bowld sojer boy!" |
| [01:44.819] | But when we get the route, how they pout and they shout, |
| [01:48.734] | While to the right about goes the bowld sojer boy; |
| [01:52.923] | 'Tis then ladies fair, in despair, tear their hair. |
| [01:57.129] | But the divil a one I care, says the bowld sojer boy. |
| [02:01.325] | For the world is all before us, where the landladies adore us, |
| [02:05.519] | And ne'er refuse to score us, but chalk as up with joy; |
| [02:09.998] | We taste her tap, we tear her cap, oh, that's the chap for me, says she. |
| [02:15.305] | Oh, isn't he a darling? the bowld sojer boy! |
| [00:00.000] | zuò qǔ : Samuel Lover |
| [00:35.727] | Oh, there' s not a trade that' s going worth showing or knowing, |
| [00:40.214] | Like that from glory growing for a bowld sojer boy |
| [00:44.125] | Where right or left we go, sure you know, friend or foe, |
| [00:48.039] | Will have the hand or toe from the bowld sojer boy. |
| [00:52.237] | There' s not a town we march thro' but ladies looking arch thro' |
| [00:56.434] | The window panes will search thro' the ranks to find their joy |
| [01:00.902] | While up the street, each girl you meet, with look so sly, will cry, " My eye, |
| [01:06.210] | Oh, isn' t he a darling? the bowld sojer boy!" |
| [01:44.819] | But when we get the route, how they pout and they shout, |
| [01:48.734] | While to the right about goes the bowld sojer boy |
| [01:52.923] | ' Tis then ladies fair, in despair, tear their hair. |
| [01:57.129] | But the divil a one I care, says the bowld sojer boy. |
| [02:01.325] | For the world is all before us, where the landladies adore us, |
| [02:05.519] | And ne' er refuse to score us, but chalk as up with joy |
| [02:09.998] | We taste her tap, we tear her cap, oh, that' s the chap for me, says she. |
| [02:15.305] | Oh, isn' t he a darling? the bowld sojer boy! |