LRC歌词
作词 : Traditional
High on mountains and low between the trees
Sir Gavin Grimbold rode out one day
He saddled, he bridled and booted rode he
And home came his good horse but never came he
Out came his mother dear greeting so fair
And came his bride drying her hair
Meadows lie green the corn remains unshorn
But Gavin Grimbold will never return
He saddled he bridled and gallant rode he
A plume in his helmet a sword at his knee
Down came his saddle all bloody to see
And home came his horse but never came he
High on mountains and low between the trees
Sir Gavin Grimbold rode out one day
He saddled, he bridled and booted rode he
And home came his good horse but never came he
Out came his mother dear greeting so fair
And came his bride drying her hair
Meadows lie green the corn remains unshorn
But Gavin Grimbold will never return
He saddled he bridled and gallant rode he
A plume in his helmet a sword at his knee
Down came his saddle all bloody to see
And home came his horse but never came he
文本歌词
作词 : TraditionalHigh on mountains and low between the treesSir Gavin Grimbold rode out one dayHe saddled, he bridled and booted rode heAnd home came his good horse but never came heOut came his mother dear greeting so fairAnd came his bride drying her hairMeadows lie green the corn remains unshornBut Gavin Grimbold will never returnHe saddled he bridled and gallant rode heA plume in his helmet a sword at his kneeDown came his saddle all bloody to seeAnd home came his horse but never came he
