Song | Arkansas Traveler |
Artist | Bobby Horton |
Album | Homespun Songs of 19th Century America |
[00:00.000] | 作曲 : Robert Jay Horton |
[00:18.947] | Oh, once upon a time in Arkansas, |
[00:21.102] | An old man sat in his little cabin door |
[00:23.486] | And fiddled at a tune that he liked to hear, |
[00:25.809] | A jolly old tune that he played by ear. |
[00:28.069] | It was raining hard, but the fiddler didn't care, |
[00:30.269] | He sawed away at the popular air, |
[00:32.702] | Tho' his rooftree leaked like a waterfall, |
[00:35.082] | That didn't seem to bother the man at all. |
[00:56.102] | A traveler was riding by that day, |
[00:58.213] | And stopped to hear him a-practicing away; |
[01:00.648] | The cabin was a-float and his feet were wet, |
[01:03.135] | But still the old man didn't seem to fret. |
[01:05.381] | So the stranger said "Now the way it seems to me, |
[01:07.864] | You'd better mend your roof," said he. |
[01:10.153] | But the old man said as he played away, |
[01:12.401] | "I couldn't mend it now, it's a rainy day." |
[01:33.462] | The traveler replied, "That's all quite true, |
[01:35.799] | But this, I think, is the thing to do; |
[01:38.241] | Get busy on a day that is fair and bright, |
[01:40.539] | Then patch the old roof till it's good and tight." |
[01:42.834] | But the old man kept on a-playing at his reel, |
[01:45.172] | And tapped the ground with his leathery heel. |
[01:47.509] | "Get along," said he, "for you give me a pain; |
[01:49.888] | My cabin never leaks when it doesn't rain." |
[00:00.000] | zuò qǔ : Robert Jay Horton |
[00:18.947] | Oh, once upon a time in Arkansas, |
[00:21.102] | An old man sat in his little cabin door |
[00:23.486] | And fiddled at a tune that he liked to hear, |
[00:25.809] | A jolly old tune that he played by ear. |
[00:28.069] | It was raining hard, but the fiddler didn' t care, |
[00:30.269] | He sawed away at the popular air, |
[00:32.702] | Tho' his rooftree leaked like a waterfall, |
[00:35.082] | That didn' t seem to bother the man at all. |
[00:56.102] | A traveler was riding by that day, |
[00:58.213] | And stopped to hear him apracticing away |
[01:00.648] | The cabin was afloat and his feet were wet, |
[01:03.135] | But still the old man didn' t seem to fret. |
[01:05.381] | So the stranger said " Now the way it seems to me, |
[01:07.864] | You' d better mend your roof," said he. |
[01:10.153] | But the old man said as he played away, |
[01:12.401] | " I couldn' t mend it now, it' s a rainy day." |
[01:33.462] | The traveler replied, " That' s all quite true, |
[01:35.799] | But this, I think, is the thing to do |
[01:38.241] | Get busy on a day that is fair and bright, |
[01:40.539] | Then patch the old roof till it' s good and tight." |
[01:42.834] | But the old man kept on aplaying at his reel, |
[01:45.172] | And tapped the ground with his leathery heel. |
[01:47.509] | " Get along," said he, " for you give me a pain |
[01:49.888] | My cabin never leaks when it doesn' t rain." |