Song | Arthur McBride |
Artist | Bob Dylan |
Album | Good as I Been to You |
[ti:Arthur McBride] | |
[ar:Bob Dylan] | |
[al:Good As I Been To You (Remastered)] | |
[offset:0] | |
[00:00.00] | 作词 : Traditional |
[00:01.91] | Arthur McBride - Bob Dylan |
[00:03.44] | |
[00:21.46] | Oh me and my cousin one Arthur McBride |
[00:25.97] | As we went a-walkin' down by the seaside |
[00:29.02] | |
[00:30.15] | Mark now what followed and what did betide |
[00:33.77] | For it bein' on Christmas mornin' |
[00:37.31] | |
[00:40.25] | Now for recreation we went on a tramp |
[00:44.44] | And we met Sergeant Napper and Corporal Vamp |
[00:48.81] | And a little wee drummer intending to camp |
[00:52.79] | For the day bein' pleasant and charmin' |
[00:56.21] | |
[01:00.56] | Good morning good morning |
[01:02.39] | The Sergeant he cried |
[01:04.64] | And the same to you |
[01:06.04] | Gentlemen we did reply |
[01:09.47] | Intending no harm but meant to pass by |
[01:13.10] | For it bein' on Christmas mornin' |
[01:16.51] | |
[01:19.47] | But says he My fine fellows |
[01:21.43] | If you will enlist |
[01:23.39] | Ten guineas in gold |
[01:25.78] | I'll stick to your fist |
[01:27.98] | And a crown in the |
[01:29.46] | Bargain for to kick up the dust |
[01:32.21] | And drink the king's |
[01:33.47] | Health in the morning |
[01:36.95] | |
[01:39.87] | For a soldier |
[01:40.68] | He leads a very fine life |
[01:44.09] | And he always is blessed |
[01:46.02] | With a charming young wife |
[01:48.21] | And he pays all his debts |
[01:49.83] | Without sorrow or strife |
[01:52.12] | And he always lives |
[01:53.79] | Pleasant and charmin' |
[01:55.85] | |
[01:58.88] | And a soldier |
[01:59.82] | He always is decent and clean |
[02:03.19] | In the finest of clothing |
[02:05.11] | He's constantly seen |
[02:07.53] | While other poor fellows |
[02:09.57] | Go dirty and mean |
[02:11.80] | And sup on thin gruel in the morning |
[02:16.03] | |
[02:39.43] | But says Arthur |
[02:41.51] | I wouldn't be proud of your clothes |
[02:43.75] | For you've only the lend of them |
[02:46.84] | As I suppose |
[02:48.65] | But you dare not change them one night |
[02:51.15] | For you know |
[02:52.22] | If you do you'll be flogged in the morning |
[02:57.08] | And although that we're single and free |
[03:01.13] | We take great delight in our own company |
[03:05.82] | We have no desire strange places to see |
[03:09.48] | Although that your offers are charming |
[03:14.51] | |
[03:17.06] | And we have no desire to take your advance |
[03:21.56] | All hazards and dangers we barter on chance |
[03:25.92] | For you'd have no scruples for to send us to France |
[03:30.22] | Where we would get shot without warning |
[03:34.41] | |
[03:37.51] | Oh no says the Sergeant I'll have no such chat |
[03:41.80] | And neither will I take it from snappy young brats |
[03:46.23] | For if you insult me with one other word |
[03:50.19] | I'll cut off your heads in the morning |
[03:53.91] | |
[03:54.48] | And Arthur and I we soon drew our hogs |
[03:58.50] | And we scarce gave them time to draw their own blades |
[04:02.80] | When a trusty shillelagh came over their head |
[04:06.84] | And bid them take that as fair warning |
[04:11.51] | |
[04:14.54] | And their old rusty rapiers that hung by their sides |
[04:18.88] | We flung them as far as we could in the tide |
[04:23.17] | Now take them up devils cried Arthur McBride |
[04:27.36] | And temper their edge in the mornin' |
[04:31.47] | And the little wee drummer we flattened his bow |
[04:35.29] | And we made a football of his rowdy-dow-dow |
[04:39.83] | Threw it in the tide for to rock and to roll |
[04:43.46] | And bade it a tedious returning |
[04:49.88] | And we havin' no money paid them off in cracks |
[04:54.42] | We paid no respect to their two bloody backs |
[04:58.56] | And we lathered them there like a pair of wet sacks |
[05:02.81] | And left them for dead in the morning |
[05:07.29] | |
[05:09.04] | And so to conclude and to finish disputes |
[05:13.02] | We obligingly asked if they wanted recruits |
[05:17.65] | For we were the lads who would give them hard clouts |
[05:21.57] | And bid them look sharp in the mornin' |
[05:26.91] | |
[05:49.41] | Oh me and my cousin one Arthur McBride |
[05:53.63] | As we went a-walkin' down by the seaside |
[05:58.24] | Mark now what followed and what did betide |
[06:02.01] | For it bein' on Christmas mornin' |
ti: Arthur McBride | |
ar: Bob Dylan | |
al: Good As I Been To You Remastered | |
offset: 0 | |
[00:00.00] | zuò cí : Traditional |
[00:01.91] | Arthur McBride Bob Dylan |
[00:03.44] | |
[00:21.46] | Oh me and my cousin one Arthur McBride |
[00:25.97] | As we went awalkin' down by the seaside |
[00:29.02] | |
[00:30.15] | Mark now what followed and what did betide |
[00:33.77] | For it bein' on Christmas mornin' |
[00:37.31] | |
[00:40.25] | Now for recreation we went on a tramp |
[00:44.44] | And we met Sergeant Napper and Corporal Vamp |
[00:48.81] | And a little wee drummer intending to camp |
[00:52.79] | For the day bein' pleasant and charmin' |
[00:56.21] | |
[01:00.56] | Good morning good morning |
[01:02.39] | The Sergeant he cried |
[01:04.64] | And the same to you |
[01:06.04] | Gentlemen we did reply |
[01:09.47] | Intending no harm but meant to pass by |
[01:13.10] | For it bein' on Christmas mornin' |
[01:16.51] | |
[01:19.47] | But says he My fine fellows |
[01:21.43] | If you will enlist |
[01:23.39] | Ten guineas in gold |
[01:25.78] | I' ll stick to your fist |
[01:27.98] | And a crown in the |
[01:29.46] | Bargain for to kick up the dust |
[01:32.21] | And drink the king' s |
[01:33.47] | Health in the morning |
[01:36.95] | |
[01:39.87] | For a soldier |
[01:40.68] | He leads a very fine life |
[01:44.09] | And he always is blessed |
[01:46.02] | With a charming young wife |
[01:48.21] | And he pays all his debts |
[01:49.83] | Without sorrow or strife |
[01:52.12] | And he always lives |
[01:53.79] | Pleasant and charmin' |
[01:55.85] | |
[01:58.88] | And a soldier |
[01:59.82] | He always is decent and clean |
[02:03.19] | In the finest of clothing |
[02:05.11] | He' s constantly seen |
[02:07.53] | While other poor fellows |
[02:09.57] | Go dirty and mean |
[02:11.80] | And sup on thin gruel in the morning |
[02:16.03] | |
[02:39.43] | But says Arthur |
[02:41.51] | I wouldn' t be proud of your clothes |
[02:43.75] | For you' ve only the lend of them |
[02:46.84] | As I suppose |
[02:48.65] | But you dare not change them one night |
[02:51.15] | For you know |
[02:52.22] | If you do you' ll be flogged in the morning |
[02:57.08] | And although that we' re single and free |
[03:01.13] | We take great delight in our own company |
[03:05.82] | We have no desire strange places to see |
[03:09.48] | Although that your offers are charming |
[03:14.51] | |
[03:17.06] | And we have no desire to take your advance |
[03:21.56] | All hazards and dangers we barter on chance |
[03:25.92] | For you' d have no scruples for to send us to France |
[03:30.22] | Where we would get shot without warning |
[03:34.41] | |
[03:37.51] | Oh no says the Sergeant I' ll have no such chat |
[03:41.80] | And neither will I take it from snappy young brats |
[03:46.23] | For if you insult me with one other word |
[03:50.19] | I' ll cut off your heads in the morning |
[03:53.91] | |
[03:54.48] | And Arthur and I we soon drew our hogs |
[03:58.50] | And we scarce gave them time to draw their own blades |
[04:02.80] | When a trusty shillelagh came over their head |
[04:06.84] | And bid them take that as fair warning |
[04:11.51] | |
[04:14.54] | And their old rusty rapiers that hung by their sides |
[04:18.88] | We flung them as far as we could in the tide |
[04:23.17] | Now take them up devils cried Arthur McBride |
[04:27.36] | And temper their edge in the mornin' |
[04:31.47] | And the little wee drummer we flattened his bow |
[04:35.29] | And we made a football of his rowdydowdow |
[04:39.83] | Threw it in the tide for to rock and to roll |
[04:43.46] | And bade it a tedious returning |
[04:49.88] | And we havin' no money paid them off in cracks |
[04:54.42] | We paid no respect to their two bloody backs |
[04:58.56] | And we lathered them there like a pair of wet sacks |
[05:02.81] | And left them for dead in the morning |
[05:07.29] | |
[05:09.04] | And so to conclude and to finish disputes |
[05:13.02] | We obligingly asked if they wanted recruits |
[05:17.65] | For we were the lads who would give them hard clouts |
[05:21.57] | And bid them look sharp in the mornin' |
[05:26.91] | |
[05:49.41] | Oh me and my cousin one Arthur McBride |
[05:53.63] | As we went awalkin' down by the seaside |
[05:58.24] | Mark now what followed and what did betide |
[06:02.01] | For it bein' on Christmas mornin' |