LRC歌词

The Sailor Cut Down in His Prime
As I walked out by St. James Hospital
Cold was the morning and wet was the day
Who should I spy but a handsome young sailor
All wrapped up in flannel and colder than clay
His poor old father and his dear old mother
Oft times did warn of the gay city life
But along with those flash girls his money he squandered
And along with those flash girls he took his delight
Then beat the drum over him, play the fife merrily
Sound the dead march as you carry him on
Take him to the churchyard and throw the earth over him
For he's a young sailor cut down in his prime
The Streets of Laredo
As I walked out in the Streets of Laredo
As I walked out in Laredo one day
I spied a young cowboy all dressed in white linen
All dressed in white linen and cold as the clay
I see by your outfit that you are a cowboy
These words he did say as I boldly passed by
Come sit down beside me and hear my sad story
For I'm shot in the breast and I know I must die
Chorus:
So Beat the drum slowly and play the fife lowly
Play the dead march as you carry me along
Take me to the green valley and lay the sod o'er me
For I'm a young cowboy and I know I've done wrong
It was once in the saddle I used to go dashing
Once in the saddle I galloped away
It was first to the alehouse and then to the card house
I'm shot in the breast and am dying today.

文本歌词

The Sailor Cut Down in His PrimeAs I walked out by St. James HospitalCold was the morning and wet was the dayWho should I spy but a handsome young sailorAll wrapped up in flannel and colder than clayHis poor old father and his dear old motherOft times did warn of the gay city lifeBut along with those flash girls his money he squanderedAnd along with those flash girls he took his delightThen beat the drum over him, play the fife merrilySound the dead march as you carry him onTake him to the churchyard and throw the earth over himFor he's a young sailor cut down in his primeThe Streets of LaredoAs I walked out in the Streets of LaredoAs I walked out in Laredo one dayI spied a young cowboy all dressed in white linenAll dressed in white linen and cold as the clayI see by your outfit that you are a cowboyThese words he did say as I boldly passed byCome sit down beside me and hear my sad storyFor I'm shot in the breast and I know I must dieChorus:So Beat the drum slowly and play the fife lowlyPlay the dead march as you carry me alongTake me to the green valley and lay the sod o'er meFor I'm a young cowboy and I know I've done wrongIt was once in the saddle I used to go dashingOnce in the saddle I galloped awayIt was first to the alehouse and then to the card houseI'm shot in the breast and am dying today.

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