Song | She Wears Red Feathers (Album Version) |
Artist | Guy Mitchell |
Album | 16 Most Requested Songs |
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作曲 : Merrill | |
(She wears red feathers and a hooly-hooly skirt) | |
(She wears red feathers and a hooly-hooly skirt) | |
She lives on just cokey-nuts and fish from the sea | |
A rose in her hair, a gleam in her eyes | |
And love in her heart for me | |
I work in a London bank, respectable position | |
From nine to three they serve you tea | |
But ruin your disposition | |
Each night of music calls, rather lost I seem | |
And once a pearl of a native girl came smilin' right at me | |
She wears red feathers and a hooly-hooly skirt | |
She wears red feathers and a hooly-hooly skirt | |
She lives on just cokey-nuts and fish from the sea | |
A rose in her hair, a gleam in her eyes | |
And love in her heart for me | |
Goodbye to the London bank, I started in a-sailin' | |
The fourteenth day from Mandalay I spied her from the railin' | |
She knew I was on my way, waited, and was true | |
She said "You son of an Englishman, I've dreamed each night of you" | |
She wears red feathers and a hooly-hooly skirt | |
She wears red feathers and a hooly-hooly skirt | |
She lives on just cokey-nuts and fish from the sea | |
A rose in her hair, a gleam in her eyes | |
And love in her heart for me | |
I went to her Ma and Pa and said I loved her only | |
And they both said we could be wed, oh, what a ceremony | |
An elephant brought her in, placed her by my side | |
While six baboons got out bassoons and played "Here Comes the Bride" | |
I'm back here in London town and, though it may sound silly | |
She's here with me and you should see us walk down Picadilly | |
The boys at the London bank kinda hold their breath | |
She sits with me and sips her tea which tickles them to death | |
She wears red feathers and a hooly-hooly skirt | |
She wears red feathers and a hooly-hooly skirt | |
She lives on just cokey-nuts and fish from the sea | |
A rose in her hair, a gleam in her eyes | |
And love (and love) in her heart (in her heart) for me |
zuo qu : Merrill | |
She wears red feathers and a hoolyhooly skirt | |
She wears red feathers and a hoolyhooly skirt | |
She lives on just cokeynuts and fish from the sea | |
A rose in her hair, a gleam in her eyes | |
And love in her heart for me | |
I work in a London bank, respectable position | |
From nine to three they serve you tea | |
But ruin your disposition | |
Each night of music calls, rather lost I seem | |
And once a pearl of a native girl came smilin' right at me | |
She wears red feathers and a hoolyhooly skirt | |
She wears red feathers and a hoolyhooly skirt | |
She lives on just cokeynuts and fish from the sea | |
A rose in her hair, a gleam in her eyes | |
And love in her heart for me | |
Goodbye to the London bank, I started in asailin' | |
The fourteenth day from Mandalay I spied her from the railin' | |
She knew I was on my way, waited, and was true | |
She said " You son of an Englishman, I' ve dreamed each night of you" | |
She wears red feathers and a hoolyhooly skirt | |
She wears red feathers and a hoolyhooly skirt | |
She lives on just cokeynuts and fish from the sea | |
A rose in her hair, a gleam in her eyes | |
And love in her heart for me | |
I went to her Ma and Pa and said I loved her only | |
And they both said we could be wed, oh, what a ceremony | |
An elephant brought her in, placed her by my side | |
While six baboons got out bassoons and played " Here Comes the Bride" | |
I' m back here in London town and, though it may sound silly | |
She' s here with me and you should see us walk down Picadilly | |
The boys at the London bank kinda hold their breath | |
She sits with me and sips her tea which tickles them to death | |
She wears red feathers and a hoolyhooly skirt | |
She wears red feathers and a hoolyhooly skirt | |
She lives on just cokeynuts and fish from the sea | |
A rose in her hair, a gleam in her eyes | |
And love and love in her heart in her heart for me |
zuò qǔ : Merrill | |
She wears red feathers and a hoolyhooly skirt | |
She wears red feathers and a hoolyhooly skirt | |
She lives on just cokeynuts and fish from the sea | |
A rose in her hair, a gleam in her eyes | |
And love in her heart for me | |
I work in a London bank, respectable position | |
From nine to three they serve you tea | |
But ruin your disposition | |
Each night of music calls, rather lost I seem | |
And once a pearl of a native girl came smilin' right at me | |
She wears red feathers and a hoolyhooly skirt | |
She wears red feathers and a hoolyhooly skirt | |
She lives on just cokeynuts and fish from the sea | |
A rose in her hair, a gleam in her eyes | |
And love in her heart for me | |
Goodbye to the London bank, I started in asailin' | |
The fourteenth day from Mandalay I spied her from the railin' | |
She knew I was on my way, waited, and was true | |
She said " You son of an Englishman, I' ve dreamed each night of you" | |
She wears red feathers and a hoolyhooly skirt | |
She wears red feathers and a hoolyhooly skirt | |
She lives on just cokeynuts and fish from the sea | |
A rose in her hair, a gleam in her eyes | |
And love in her heart for me | |
I went to her Ma and Pa and said I loved her only | |
And they both said we could be wed, oh, what a ceremony | |
An elephant brought her in, placed her by my side | |
While six baboons got out bassoons and played " Here Comes the Bride" | |
I' m back here in London town and, though it may sound silly | |
She' s here with me and you should see us walk down Picadilly | |
The boys at the London bank kinda hold their breath | |
She sits with me and sips her tea which tickles them to death | |
She wears red feathers and a hoolyhooly skirt | |
She wears red feathers and a hoolyhooly skirt | |
She lives on just cokeynuts and fish from the sea | |
A rose in her hair, a gleam in her eyes | |
And love and love in her heart in her heart for me |