Song | The Colliers March |
Artist | Chumbawamba |
Album | English Rebel Songs 1381-1984 |
[00:00.000] | 作曲 : Traditional |
[00:00.68] | The summer was over the season unkind |
[00:05.21] | In harvest a snow, how uncommon to find |
[00:10.75] | The times were oppressive and well be it known |
[00:15.46] | That hunger will stronger starve fences break down |
[00:21.86] | 'Twas then from themselves the black gentry stepped out |
[00:26.41] | With bludgeons determined to stir up a rout |
[00:31.93] | The prince of the party who revelled from home |
[00:36.69] | Was a terrible fellow and called Irish Thom |
[00:42.97] | He brandished his bludgeon with dexterous skill |
[00:47.37] | And close to his elbow was placed Barley Will |
[00:52.99] | There instantly followed a numerous train |
[00:57.66] | As cheerful as bold Robin Hood's merry men |
[01:03.91] | Sworn to remedy a capital fault: |
[01:08.11] | Bring down the exorbitant price of the malt |
[01:13.43] | From Dudley to Walsall they trip-ped along |
[01:18.08] | And Hampton was truly alarmed at the throng |
[01:23.95] | Women and children wherever they go |
[01:28.16] | Shouting out 'Oh the brave Dudley boys! Oh!' |
[01:33.38] | With nailers and spinners the cavalcade joined |
[01:37.76] | The markets to lower their flattering design |
[01:43.36] | Six days out of seven poor nailing boys get |
[01:48.05] | Little else at their meals but potatoes to eat |
[01:53.32] | For bread hard they labour, good things never carve |
[01:57.95] | And swore 'twere as well to be hanged as to starve |
[02:04.04] | Such are the feelings in every land |
[02:08.68] | Nothing necessities call can withstand |
[02:13.68] | And riots are certain to sadden the year |
[02:18.21] | When six penny loaves are three pound as up here |
[00:00.000] | zuò qǔ : Traditional |
[00:00.68] | The summer was over the season unkind |
[00:05.21] | In harvest a snow, how uncommon to find |
[00:10.75] | The times were oppressive and well be it known |
[00:15.46] | That hunger will stronger starve fences break down |
[00:21.86] | ' Twas then from themselves the black gentry stepped out |
[00:26.41] | With bludgeons determined to stir up a rout |
[00:31.93] | The prince of the party who revelled from home |
[00:36.69] | Was a terrible fellow and called Irish Thom |
[00:42.97] | He brandished his bludgeon with dexterous skill |
[00:47.37] | And close to his elbow was placed Barley Will |
[00:52.99] | There instantly followed a numerous train |
[00:57.66] | As cheerful as bold Robin Hood' s merry men |
[01:03.91] | Sworn to remedy a capital fault: |
[01:08.11] | Bring down the exorbitant price of the malt |
[01:13.43] | From Dudley to Walsall they tripped along |
[01:18.08] | And Hampton was truly alarmed at the throng |
[01:23.95] | Women and children wherever they go |
[01:28.16] | Shouting out ' Oh the brave Dudley boys! Oh!' |
[01:33.38] | With nailers and spinners the cavalcade joined |
[01:37.76] | The markets to lower their flattering design |
[01:43.36] | Six days out of seven poor nailing boys get |
[01:48.05] | Little else at their meals but potatoes to eat |
[01:53.32] | For bread hard they labour, good things never carve |
[01:57.95] | And swore ' twere as well to be hanged as to starve |
[02:04.04] | Such are the feelings in every land |
[02:08.68] | Nothing necessities call can withstand |
[02:13.68] | And riots are certain to sadden the year |
[02:18.21] | When six penny loaves are three pound as up here |