| Song | Sixteenth Century Greensleeves - Live |
| Artist | Rainbow |
| Album | Colour Collection |
| 作词 : Blackmore, Dio | |
| It's only been an hour | |
| Since he locked her in the tower | |
| The time has come | |
| He must be undone | |
| By the morning | |
| Many times before | |
| The tyrant's opened up the door | |
| Someone cries | |
| Still we close our eyes | |
| Not again | |
| Meet me when the sun is in the western sky | |
| The fighting must begin before another someone dies | |
| Crossbows in the firelight | |
| Greensleeves waving | |
| Mad men raving | |
| Through the shattered night, yeah | |
| Flames are getting higher | |
| Make it leap unto the spire | |
| Drawbridge down | |
| Cut it to the ground | |
| We shall dance around the fire | |
| No more night | |
| We have seen the light | |
| Let it shine on bright | |
| Hang him higher, higher | |
| (Sixteenth century greensleeves) | |
| Drawbridge down | |
| Cut it to the ground | |
| We shall dance around, around the fire | |
| No more night | |
| We have seen the light | |
| Let it shine on bright | |
| Hang him higher, higher | |
| Put a man on the fire | |
| Drawbridge down | |
| Cut it to the ground | |
| We're going to dance around the fire, the fire, the fire | |
| There's no more night |
| zuò cí : Blackmore, Dio | |
| It' s only been an hour | |
| Since he locked her in the tower | |
| The time has come | |
| He must be undone | |
| By the morning | |
| Many times before | |
| The tyrant' s opened up the door | |
| Someone cries | |
| Still we close our eyes | |
| Not again | |
| Meet me when the sun is in the western sky | |
| The fighting must begin before another someone dies | |
| Crossbows in the firelight | |
| Greensleeves waving | |
| Mad men raving | |
| Through the shattered night, yeah | |
| Flames are getting higher | |
| Make it leap unto the spire | |
| Drawbridge down | |
| Cut it to the ground | |
| We shall dance around the fire | |
| No more night | |
| We have seen the light | |
| Let it shine on bright | |
| Hang him higher, higher | |
| Sixteenth century greensleeves | |
| Drawbridge down | |
| Cut it to the ground | |
| We shall dance around, around the fire | |
| No more night | |
| We have seen the light | |
| Let it shine on bright | |
| Hang him higher, higher | |
| Put a man on the fire | |
| Drawbridge down | |
| Cut it to the ground | |
| We' re going to dance around the fire, the fire, the fire | |
| There' s no more night |