Song | Fennario (Live) |
Artist | Joan Baez |
Album | Live At Newport, 1963-65 |
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作词 : Traditional | |
As we marched down to Fennario, | |
As we marched down to Fennario, | |
Our captain fell in love with a lady like a dove. | |
They call her by name pretty Peggy-o. | |
What will your mother think pretty Peggy-o? | |
What will your mother think pretty Peggy-o? | |
What will your mother think when she hears the guineas clink, | |
The soldiers all marchin' before you-o? | |
In a carriage you will ride, pretty Peggy-o. | |
In a carriage you will ride, pretty Peggy-o. | |
In a carriage you will ride with your true love by your side, | |
As fair as any maiden in the are-o. | |
Come skippin' down the stair, pretty Peggy-o. | |
Come skippin' down the stair, pretty Peggy-o. | |
Come skippin' down the stair combin' back your yellow hair, | |
And bid farewell to sweet William-o. | |
Sweet William is dead, pretty Peggy-o. | |
Sweet William is dead, pretty Peggy-o. | |
Sweet William is dead, and he died for a maid, | |
The fairest maid in the are-o. | |
If ever I return, pretty Peggy-o. | |
If ever I return, pretty Peggy-o. | |
If ever I return all your cities I will burn, | |
Destroying all the ladies in the are-o. | |
Destroying all the ladies in the are-o. |
zuo ci : Traditional | |
As we marched down to Fennario, | |
As we marched down to Fennario, | |
Our captain fell in love with a lady like a dove. | |
They call her by name pretty Peggyo. | |
What will your mother think pretty Peggyo? | |
What will your mother think pretty Peggyo? | |
What will your mother think when she hears the guineas clink, | |
The soldiers all marchin' before youo? | |
In a carriage you will ride, pretty Peggyo. | |
In a carriage you will ride, pretty Peggyo. | |
In a carriage you will ride with your true love by your side, | |
As fair as any maiden in the areo. | |
Come skippin' down the stair, pretty Peggyo. | |
Come skippin' down the stair, pretty Peggyo. | |
Come skippin' down the stair combin' back your yellow hair, | |
And bid farewell to sweet Williamo. | |
Sweet William is dead, pretty Peggyo. | |
Sweet William is dead, pretty Peggyo. | |
Sweet William is dead, and he died for a maid, | |
The fairest maid in the areo. | |
If ever I return, pretty Peggyo. | |
If ever I return, pretty Peggyo. | |
If ever I return all your cities I will burn, | |
Destroying all the ladies in the areo. | |
Destroying all the ladies in the areo. |
zuò cí : Traditional | |
As we marched down to Fennario, | |
As we marched down to Fennario, | |
Our captain fell in love with a lady like a dove. | |
They call her by name pretty Peggyo. | |
What will your mother think pretty Peggyo? | |
What will your mother think pretty Peggyo? | |
What will your mother think when she hears the guineas clink, | |
The soldiers all marchin' before youo? | |
In a carriage you will ride, pretty Peggyo. | |
In a carriage you will ride, pretty Peggyo. | |
In a carriage you will ride with your true love by your side, | |
As fair as any maiden in the areo. | |
Come skippin' down the stair, pretty Peggyo. | |
Come skippin' down the stair, pretty Peggyo. | |
Come skippin' down the stair combin' back your yellow hair, | |
And bid farewell to sweet Williamo. | |
Sweet William is dead, pretty Peggyo. | |
Sweet William is dead, pretty Peggyo. | |
Sweet William is dead, and he died for a maid, | |
The fairest maid in the areo. | |
If ever I return, pretty Peggyo. | |
If ever I return, pretty Peggyo. | |
If ever I return all your cities I will burn, | |
Destroying all the ladies in the areo. | |
Destroying all the ladies in the areo. |