Song | The President's Ball |
Artist | David Kincaid |
Album | The Irish-American's Song |
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[00:00.000] | 作曲 : Traditional arranged by David Kincaid |
[00:18.139] | No doubt you've all heard of the hop of Tim Lannigan |
[00:22.579] | 'Twas nothing to what I will tell you about. |
[00:26.207] | At a spree I once had in great Washington City, |
[00:30.312] | To see which I got all my new clothes out of spout. |
[00:34.422] | One evening a ticket I got for the White House. |
[00:38.247] | All dressed in my best on old Abe I did call. |
[00:42.495] | Be jabbers, the fun it will ne'er be forgotten |
[00:46.182] | The night I did dance at the president's ball. |
[00:54.744] | A servant, he stood at the door for to take me to |
[00:58.581] | Where Abraham and his lady did stand. |
[01:02.155] | So nervous I felt that a trifle would shake me |
[01:06.203] | Til the lady herself took me gently in hand. |
[01:10.238] | But when they struck up with a hundred wee fiddles, |
[01:14.304] | And Billy O'Seward the dances did call, |
[01:18.368] | There was me and old Chase and his wife and his daughters |
[01:22.194] | Danced Father Jack Walsh at the president's ball. |
[01:34.647] | There was Henry Beecher and Barnum's "What-is-it" |
[01:38.464] | And the mayor of Squedunck with an Albany gal, |
[01:42.155] | With ten thousand sutlers and army contractors |
[01:46.168] | And brigadier generals no figures could tell. |
[01:50.224] | There was Fernandy Wood and a host of place seekers |
[01:54.239] | But soon a loud shout did ascend through the hall. |
[01:58.061] | 'Twas the people applauding brave Grant and McClellan, |
[02:02.160] | The pride and the joy of the president's ball. |
[03:28.935] | A soldier, he came and he tried for to enter |
[03:32.678] | With medals for battles all over his breast. |
[03:36.554] | But being a private nobody durst venture |
[03:40.618] | To let him come in there of shoddy the best. |
[03:44.587] | The British ambassador were just about to leave, |
[03:48.657] | And he managed to steal Mrs. Cunningham's shawl. |
[03:52.851] | And Miles O'Reiley, the prince of all poets, |
[03:56.633] | He pinched all the spoons at the president's ball. |
[04:09.232] | When daylight broke, they stopped all the dancing, |
[04:12.579] | And then there commenced such a hullabaloo. |
[04:16.545] | For senator Sumner, he drank to Jeff Davis |
[04:20.698] | And Stanton, he swore he would quick put them through. |
[04:24.565] | Then at it they went like Tom King and Heenin |
[04:28.778] | The police rushed in as the ladies did squall. |
[04:32.701] | They carried Abe Lincoln home drunk on a stretcher |
[04:38.274] | And that put an end to the president's ball. |
[00:00.000] | zuo qu : Traditional arranged by David Kincaid |
[00:18.139] | No doubt you' ve all heard of the hop of Tim Lannigan |
[00:22.579] | ' Twas nothing to what I will tell you about. |
[00:26.207] | At a spree I once had in great Washington City, |
[00:30.312] | To see which I got all my new clothes out of spout. |
[00:34.422] | One evening a ticket I got for the White House. |
[00:38.247] | All dressed in my best on old Abe I did call. |
[00:42.495] | Be jabbers, the fun it will ne' er be forgotten |
[00:46.182] | The night I did dance at the president' s ball. |
[00:54.744] | A servant, he stood at the door for to take me to |
[00:58.581] | Where Abraham and his lady did stand. |
[01:02.155] | So nervous I felt that a trifle would shake me |
[01:06.203] | Til the lady herself took me gently in hand. |
[01:10.238] | But when they struck up with a hundred wee fiddles, |
[01:14.304] | And Billy O' Seward the dances did call, |
[01:18.368] | There was me and old Chase and his wife and his daughters |
[01:22.194] | Danced Father Jack Walsh at the president' s ball. |
[01:34.647] | There was Henry Beecher and Barnum' s " Whatisit" |
[01:38.464] | And the mayor of Squedunck with an Albany gal, |
[01:42.155] | With ten thousand sutlers and army contractors |
[01:46.168] | And brigadier generals no figures could tell. |
[01:50.224] | There was Fernandy Wood and a host of place seekers |
[01:54.239] | But soon a loud shout did ascend through the hall. |
[01:58.061] | ' Twas the people applauding brave Grant and McClellan, |
[02:02.160] | The pride and the joy of the president' s ball. |
[03:28.935] | A soldier, he came and he tried for to enter |
[03:32.678] | With medals for battles all over his breast. |
[03:36.554] | But being a private nobody durst venture |
[03:40.618] | To let him come in there of shoddy the best. |
[03:44.587] | The British ambassador were just about to leave, |
[03:48.657] | And he managed to steal Mrs. Cunningham' s shawl. |
[03:52.851] | And Miles O' Reiley, the prince of all poets, |
[03:56.633] | He pinched all the spoons at the president' s ball. |
[04:09.232] | When daylight broke, they stopped all the dancing, |
[04:12.579] | And then there commenced such a hullabaloo. |
[04:16.545] | For senator Sumner, he drank to Jeff Davis |
[04:20.698] | And Stanton, he swore he would quick put them through. |
[04:24.565] | Then at it they went like Tom King and Heenin |
[04:28.778] | The police rushed in as the ladies did squall. |
[04:32.701] | They carried Abe Lincoln home drunk on a stretcher |
[04:38.274] | And that put an end to the president' s ball. |
[00:00.000] | zuò qǔ : Traditional arranged by David Kincaid |
[00:18.139] | No doubt you' ve all heard of the hop of Tim Lannigan |
[00:22.579] | ' Twas nothing to what I will tell you about. |
[00:26.207] | At a spree I once had in great Washington City, |
[00:30.312] | To see which I got all my new clothes out of spout. |
[00:34.422] | One evening a ticket I got for the White House. |
[00:38.247] | All dressed in my best on old Abe I did call. |
[00:42.495] | Be jabbers, the fun it will ne' er be forgotten |
[00:46.182] | The night I did dance at the president' s ball. |
[00:54.744] | A servant, he stood at the door for to take me to |
[00:58.581] | Where Abraham and his lady did stand. |
[01:02.155] | So nervous I felt that a trifle would shake me |
[01:06.203] | Til the lady herself took me gently in hand. |
[01:10.238] | But when they struck up with a hundred wee fiddles, |
[01:14.304] | And Billy O' Seward the dances did call, |
[01:18.368] | There was me and old Chase and his wife and his daughters |
[01:22.194] | Danced Father Jack Walsh at the president' s ball. |
[01:34.647] | There was Henry Beecher and Barnum' s " Whatisit" |
[01:38.464] | And the mayor of Squedunck with an Albany gal, |
[01:42.155] | With ten thousand sutlers and army contractors |
[01:46.168] | And brigadier generals no figures could tell. |
[01:50.224] | There was Fernandy Wood and a host of place seekers |
[01:54.239] | But soon a loud shout did ascend through the hall. |
[01:58.061] | ' Twas the people applauding brave Grant and McClellan, |
[02:02.160] | The pride and the joy of the president' s ball. |
[03:28.935] | A soldier, he came and he tried for to enter |
[03:32.678] | With medals for battles all over his breast. |
[03:36.554] | But being a private nobody durst venture |
[03:40.618] | To let him come in there of shoddy the best. |
[03:44.587] | The British ambassador were just about to leave, |
[03:48.657] | And he managed to steal Mrs. Cunningham' s shawl. |
[03:52.851] | And Miles O' Reiley, the prince of all poets, |
[03:56.633] | He pinched all the spoons at the president' s ball. |
[04:09.232] | When daylight broke, they stopped all the dancing, |
[04:12.579] | And then there commenced such a hullabaloo. |
[04:16.545] | For senator Sumner, he drank to Jeff Davis |
[04:20.698] | And Stanton, he swore he would quick put them through. |
[04:24.565] | Then at it they went like Tom King and Heenin |
[04:28.778] | The police rushed in as the ladies did squall. |
[04:32.701] | They carried Abe Lincoln home drunk on a stretcher |
[04:38.274] | And that put an end to the president' s ball. |