LRC歌词
[ti:Trottin' to the Fair]
[ar:Kenneth McKellar]
[al:The Songs of Ireland / Sings the Songs of John Mccormack]
[by:]
[offset:0]
[00:00.00]Trottin' to the Fair - Kenneth McKellar
[00:09.17]Trotting to the fair
[00:11.37]Me and molly molony
[00:13.56]Seated I declare
[00:15.72]On a single pony
[00:17.98]How am I to know
[00:19.80]That molly's safe behind
[00:21.94]With our heads in oh
[00:23.46]That awkward awkward way inclined
[00:31.34]By her gentle breathing
[00:33.67]Whispered past my ear
[00:35.95]And her white arms wreathing
[00:38.11]Warm around me here
[00:47.11]Thus on dobbin's back
[00:49.06]I discoursed the darling
[00:51.48]Till upon our track
[00:53.54]Leaped a mongrel snarling
[00:55.74]Ah says moll I'm frightened
[00:57.48]Frightened that the Pony will start
[00:59.78]And her pretty hands she tightened
[01:03.07]Round my happy heart
[01:09.77]Till I axed her may I
[01:11.88]Steal a kiss or so
[01:14.21]And my molly's grey eye
[01:16.50]Didn't answer no
[ar:Kenneth McKellar]
[al:The Songs of Ireland / Sings the Songs of John Mccormack]
[by:]
[offset:0]
[00:00.00]Trottin' to the Fair - Kenneth McKellar
[00:09.17]Trotting to the fair
[00:11.37]Me and molly molony
[00:13.56]Seated I declare
[00:15.72]On a single pony
[00:17.98]How am I to know
[00:19.80]That molly's safe behind
[00:21.94]With our heads in oh
[00:23.46]That awkward awkward way inclined
[00:31.34]By her gentle breathing
[00:33.67]Whispered past my ear
[00:35.95]And her white arms wreathing
[00:38.11]Warm around me here
[00:47.11]Thus on dobbin's back
[00:49.06]I discoursed the darling
[00:51.48]Till upon our track
[00:53.54]Leaped a mongrel snarling
[00:55.74]Ah says moll I'm frightened
[00:57.48]Frightened that the Pony will start
[00:59.78]And her pretty hands she tightened
[01:03.07]Round my happy heart
[01:09.77]Till I axed her may I
[01:11.88]Steal a kiss or so
[01:14.21]And my molly's grey eye
[01:16.50]Didn't answer no
文本歌词
Trottin' to the Fair - Kenneth McKellar
Trotting to the fair
Me and molly molony
Seated I declare
On a single pony
How am I to know
That molly's safe behind
With our heads in oh
That awkward awkward way inclined
By her gentle breathing
Whispered past my ear
And her white arms wreathing
Warm around me here
Thus on dobbin's back
I discoursed the darling
Till upon our track
Leaped a mongrel snarling
Ah says moll I'm frightened
Frightened that the Pony will start
And her pretty hands she tightened
Round my happy heart
Till I axed her may I
Steal a kiss or so
And my molly's grey eye
Didn't answer no
