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作曲 : Traditional |
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As I was a walking |
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Down by the loch |
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As I was a walking one morning of late |
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Who should I spy but my own dear comrade? |
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Wrapped up in flannel |
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So hard is his fate |
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I boldly stepped up to |
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And kindly did ask him |
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Why are you wrapped in flannel so white? |
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My body id injured |
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And sadly disordered |
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All by a young woman |
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My own heart's delight |
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Oh had she but told me |
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When she disordered me |
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Had she but told me of it at the time |
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I might have got salts or pills of white mercury |
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But now I'm cut down |
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In the height of my prime |
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Get six pretty maidens |
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To carry my coffin |
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And six pretty maidens |
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To bear up my pall |
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And give to each of them |
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Bunches of roses |
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That they may not smell me |
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As they go along |