Song | The Prickly Bush |
Artist | Steeleye Span |
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作词 : Steeleye Span, Traditional | |
oh the prickly bush, it pricks my heart full sore | |
and if ever i'm out of the prickly bush | |
i'll never get in it any more. | |
hangman, oh hangman, hold your rope awhile | |
i think i see my father over yonder stile. | |
father did you bring me gold or have you brought any fee | |
for to save my body from the cold, clay ground | |
and my neck from the gallows tree? | |
no i didn't bring you gold nor have i brought any fee | |
but i have come to see you hung upon the gallows tree. | |
hangman, oh hangman, hold your rope a while | |
i think i see my brother over yonder stile. | |
brother did you bring me gold or have you brought any fee | |
for to save my body from the cold, clay ground | |
and my neck from the gallows tree? | |
no i didn't bring you gold nor have i brought any fee | |
but i have come to see you hung upon the gallows tree. | |
oh the prickly bush, it pricks my heart full sore | |
and if ever i'm out of the prickly bush | |
i'll never get in it any more. | |
oh the prickly bush, it pricks my heart full sore | |
and if ever i'm out of the prickly bush | |
i'll never get in it any more. | |
hangman, oh hangman, hold your rope a while | |
i think i see my sister coming over yonder stile. | |
sister did you bring me gold or have you brought any fee | |
for to save my body from the cold, clay ground | |
and my neck from the gallows tree? | |
no i didn't bring you gold nor have i brought any fee | |
but i have come to see you hung upon the gallows tree. | |
oh the prickly bush, it pricks my heart full sore | |
and if ever i'm out of the prickly bush | |
i'll never get in it any more. | |
oh the prickly bush, it pricks my heart full sore | |
and if ever i'm out of the prickly bush | |
i'll never get in it any more. | |
hangman, oh hangman, hold your rope a while | |
i think i see my lover over yonder stile. | |
lover did you bring me gold or have you brought any fee | |
for to save my body from the cold, clay ground | |
and my neck from the gallows tree? | |
yes i have brought you gold, yes i brought you the fee | |
and i've not come to see you hung upon the gallows tree. | |
oh the prickly bush, it pricks my heart full sore | |
and if ever i'm out of the prickly bush | |
i'll never get in it any more. | |
oh the prickly bush, it pricks my heart full sore | |
and if ever i'm out of the prickly bush | |
i'll never get in it any more. | |
oh the prickly bush, it pricks my heart full sore | |
and if ever i'm out of the prickly bush | |
i'll never get in it any more. | |
oh the prickly bush, it pricks my heart full sore | |
and if ever i'm out of the prickly bush | |
i'll never get in it any more. | |
oh the prickly bush, it pricks my heart full sore | |
and if ever i'm out of the prickly bush | |
i'll never get in it any more. | |
oh the prickly bush, it pricks my heart full sore | |
and if ever i'm out of the prickly bush | |
i'll never get in it any more. | |
oh the prickly bush, it pricks my heart full sore | |
and if ever i'm out of the prickly bush | |
i'll never get in it any more. | |
oh the prickly bush, it pricks my heart full sore | |
and if ever i'm out of the prickly bush | |
i'll never get in it any more. |
zuo ci : Steeleye Span, Traditional | |
oh the prickly bush, it pricks my heart full sore | |
and if ever i' m out of the prickly bush | |
i' ll never get in it any more. | |
hangman, oh hangman, hold your rope awhile | |
i think i see my father over yonder stile. | |
father did you bring me gold or have you brought any fee | |
for to save my body from the cold, clay ground | |
and my neck from the gallows tree? | |
no i didn' t bring you gold nor have i brought any fee | |
but i have come to see you hung upon the gallows tree. | |
hangman, oh hangman, hold your rope a while | |
i think i see my brother over yonder stile. | |
brother did you bring me gold or have you brought any fee | |
for to save my body from the cold, clay ground | |
and my neck from the gallows tree? | |
no i didn' t bring you gold nor have i brought any fee | |
but i have come to see you hung upon the gallows tree. | |
oh the prickly bush, it pricks my heart full sore | |
and if ever i' m out of the prickly bush | |
i' ll never get in it any more. | |
oh the prickly bush, it pricks my heart full sore | |
and if ever i' m out of the prickly bush | |
i' ll never get in it any more. | |
hangman, oh hangman, hold your rope a while | |
i think i see my sister coming over yonder stile. | |
sister did you bring me gold or have you brought any fee | |
for to save my body from the cold, clay ground | |
and my neck from the gallows tree? | |
no i didn' t bring you gold nor have i brought any fee | |
but i have come to see you hung upon the gallows tree. | |
oh the prickly bush, it pricks my heart full sore | |
and if ever i' m out of the prickly bush | |
i' ll never get in it any more. | |
oh the prickly bush, it pricks my heart full sore | |
and if ever i' m out of the prickly bush | |
i' ll never get in it any more. | |
hangman, oh hangman, hold your rope a while | |
i think i see my lover over yonder stile. | |
lover did you bring me gold or have you brought any fee | |
for to save my body from the cold, clay ground | |
and my neck from the gallows tree? | |
yes i have brought you gold, yes i brought you the fee | |
and i' ve not come to see you hung upon the gallows tree. | |
oh the prickly bush, it pricks my heart full sore | |
and if ever i' m out of the prickly bush | |
i' ll never get in it any more. | |
oh the prickly bush, it pricks my heart full sore | |
and if ever i' m out of the prickly bush | |
i' ll never get in it any more. | |
oh the prickly bush, it pricks my heart full sore | |
and if ever i' m out of the prickly bush | |
i' ll never get in it any more. | |
oh the prickly bush, it pricks my heart full sore | |
and if ever i' m out of the prickly bush | |
i' ll never get in it any more. | |
oh the prickly bush, it pricks my heart full sore | |
and if ever i' m out of the prickly bush | |
i' ll never get in it any more. | |
oh the prickly bush, it pricks my heart full sore | |
and if ever i' m out of the prickly bush | |
i' ll never get in it any more. | |
oh the prickly bush, it pricks my heart full sore | |
and if ever i' m out of the prickly bush | |
i' ll never get in it any more. | |
oh the prickly bush, it pricks my heart full sore | |
and if ever i' m out of the prickly bush | |
i' ll never get in it any more. |
zuò cí : Steeleye Span, Traditional | |
oh the prickly bush, it pricks my heart full sore | |
and if ever i' m out of the prickly bush | |
i' ll never get in it any more. | |
hangman, oh hangman, hold your rope awhile | |
i think i see my father over yonder stile. | |
father did you bring me gold or have you brought any fee | |
for to save my body from the cold, clay ground | |
and my neck from the gallows tree? | |
no i didn' t bring you gold nor have i brought any fee | |
but i have come to see you hung upon the gallows tree. | |
hangman, oh hangman, hold your rope a while | |
i think i see my brother over yonder stile. | |
brother did you bring me gold or have you brought any fee | |
for to save my body from the cold, clay ground | |
and my neck from the gallows tree? | |
no i didn' t bring you gold nor have i brought any fee | |
but i have come to see you hung upon the gallows tree. | |
oh the prickly bush, it pricks my heart full sore | |
and if ever i' m out of the prickly bush | |
i' ll never get in it any more. | |
oh the prickly bush, it pricks my heart full sore | |
and if ever i' m out of the prickly bush | |
i' ll never get in it any more. | |
hangman, oh hangman, hold your rope a while | |
i think i see my sister coming over yonder stile. | |
sister did you bring me gold or have you brought any fee | |
for to save my body from the cold, clay ground | |
and my neck from the gallows tree? | |
no i didn' t bring you gold nor have i brought any fee | |
but i have come to see you hung upon the gallows tree. | |
oh the prickly bush, it pricks my heart full sore | |
and if ever i' m out of the prickly bush | |
i' ll never get in it any more. | |
oh the prickly bush, it pricks my heart full sore | |
and if ever i' m out of the prickly bush | |
i' ll never get in it any more. | |
hangman, oh hangman, hold your rope a while | |
i think i see my lover over yonder stile. | |
lover did you bring me gold or have you brought any fee | |
for to save my body from the cold, clay ground | |
and my neck from the gallows tree? | |
yes i have brought you gold, yes i brought you the fee | |
and i' ve not come to see you hung upon the gallows tree. | |
oh the prickly bush, it pricks my heart full sore | |
and if ever i' m out of the prickly bush | |
i' ll never get in it any more. | |
oh the prickly bush, it pricks my heart full sore | |
and if ever i' m out of the prickly bush | |
i' ll never get in it any more. | |
oh the prickly bush, it pricks my heart full sore | |
and if ever i' m out of the prickly bush | |
i' ll never get in it any more. | |
oh the prickly bush, it pricks my heart full sore | |
and if ever i' m out of the prickly bush | |
i' ll never get in it any more. | |
oh the prickly bush, it pricks my heart full sore | |
and if ever i' m out of the prickly bush | |
i' ll never get in it any more. | |
oh the prickly bush, it pricks my heart full sore | |
and if ever i' m out of the prickly bush | |
i' ll never get in it any more. | |
oh the prickly bush, it pricks my heart full sore | |
and if ever i' m out of the prickly bush | |
i' ll never get in it any more. | |
oh the prickly bush, it pricks my heart full sore | |
and if ever i' m out of the prickly bush | |
i' ll never get in it any more. |