LRC歌词

[ti:The Unfortunate Lass]
[ar:Eliza Carthy]
[al:Rough Music]
[by:]
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[00:00.00]The Unfortunate Lass - Eliza Carthy/The Ratcatchers
[00:09.89]Oh bright was the sunshine and warm was the day
[00:19.38]I spied a young woman wrapped up in white linen
[00:28.48]Wrapped up in white linen and colder than clay
[00:38.21]I asked her what ailed her I asked her what failed her
[00:47.61]I asked her the cause of all her complaint
[00:56.73]Well it was all on account of some handsome young sailor
[01:06.24]Now it's he that has caused me to weep and lament
[01:16.19]And had he but told me before he disordered me
[01:26.35]Had he but told me of it in time
[01:35.02]I might have got pills and salts of white mercury
[01:44.26]But now I'm cut down in the height of my prime
[01:53.91]When I was a young girl I used to seek pleasure
[02:03.34]When I was a young girl with a sailor so brave
[02:12.66]Then it was out of the ale-house and into the gaol-house
[02:24.43]Right out of the bar-room and into my grave
[03:14.20]Singing come by dear mother and sit yourself by me
[03:23.49]Oh come by dear father oh sing me one song
[03:32.59]My poor head is aching my sad heart is breaking
[03:41.52]I'm a true-hearted girl but I know I've done wrong
[03:50.86]Oh once on the quayside I used to (go with me )
[04:00.09]Oh in my young days when I used to be gay
[04:08.01]Oh down by the dock with those handsome young sailors
[04:17.58]Those boys are to carry me poor me to my grave
[04:27.92]Now mother come mother to wash and to dress me
[04:37.43]Send for my sister to curl my black hair
[04:45.75]And ask my dear brother to play the pipe slowly
[04:56.15]And play the dead march as they carry me there
[05:06.12]And send for the minister to come and pray for me
[05:15.00]Oh send for the doctor although it's too late
[05:24.27]My poor head is aching my sad heart is breaking
[05:36.41]My body's salivating and Hell is my fate
[05:46.62]The Unfortunate Lass - Eliza Carthy

文本歌词


The Unfortunate Lass - Eliza Carthy/The Ratcatchers
Oh bright was the sunshine and warm was the day
I spied a young woman wrapped up in white linen
Wrapped up in white linen and colder than clay
I asked her what ailed her I asked her what failed her
I asked her the cause of all her complaint
Well it was all on account of some handsome young sailor
Now it's he that has caused me to weep and lament
And had he but told me before he disordered me
Had he but told me of it in time
I might have got pills and salts of white mercury
But now I'm cut down in the height of my prime
When I was a young girl I used to seek pleasure
When I was a young girl with a sailor so brave
Then it was out of the ale-house and into the gaol-house
Right out of the bar-room and into my grave
Singing come by dear mother and sit yourself by me
Oh come by dear father oh sing me one song
My poor head is aching my sad heart is breaking
I'm a true-hearted girl but I know I've done wrong
Oh once on the quayside I used to (go with me )
Oh in my young days when I used to be gay
Oh down by the dock with those handsome young sailors
Those boys are to carry me poor me to my grave
Now mother come mother to wash and to dress me
Send for my sister to curl my black hair
And ask my dear brother to play the pipe slowly
And play the dead march as they carry me there
And send for the minister to come and pray for me
Oh send for the doctor although it's too late
My poor head is aching my sad heart is breaking
My body's salivating and Hell is my fate
The Unfortunate Lass - Eliza Carthy

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