Текст (слова) песни: Bob Dylan - Arthur Mcbride

1. oh, me and my cousin, one arthur mcbride,

As we went a-walkin down by the seaside,

Mark now what followed and what did betide,

For it bein on christmas mornin

Now, for recreation, we went on a tramp,

And we met sergeant napper and corporal vamp

And a little wee drummer intending to camp,

For the day bein pleasant and charmin.

2. "good morning, good morning," the sergeant he cried.

"and the same to you, gentlemen," we did reply,

Intending no harm but meant to pass by,

For it bein on christmas mornin

"but," says he, "my fine fellows, if you will enlist,

Ten guineas in gold Ill stick to your fist,

And a crown in the bargain for to kick up the dust,

And drink the kings health in the morning.

3. "for a soldier, he leads a very fine life,

And he always is blessed with a charming young wife,

And he pays all his debts without sorrow or strife,

And he always lives pleasant and charmin,

And a soldier, he always is decent and clean,

In the finest of clothing hes constantly seen.

While other poor fellows go dirty and mean,

And sup on thin gruel in the morning."

Instrumental

4. "but," says arthur, "i wouldnt be proud of your clothes,

For youve only the lend of them, as I suppose,

But you dare not change them one night, for you know

If you do, youll be flogged in the morning,

And although that were single and free,

We take great delight in our own company,

We have no desire strange places to see,

Although that your offers are charming.

5. "and we have no desire to take your advance,

All hazards and dangers we barter on chance,

For youd have no scruples for to send us to france,

Where we would get shot without warning,"

"oh no," says the sergeant. "ill have no such chat,

And neither will I take it from snappy young brats,

For if you insult me with one other word,

Ill cut off your heads in the morning."

6. and arthur and i, we soon drew our hogs,

And we scarce gave them time to draw their own blades

When a trusty shillelagh came over their head

And bid them take that as fair warning.

And their old rusty rapiers that hung by their sides,

We flung them as far as we could in the tide,

"now take them up, devils!" cried arthur mcbride,

"and temper their edge in the mornin!"

7. and the little wee drummer, we flattened his bow,

And we made a football of his rowdy-dow-dow,

Threw it in the tide for to rock and to roll,

And bade it a tedious returning,

And we havin no money, paid them off in cracks.

We paid no respect to their two bloody backs,

And we lathered them there like a pair of wet sacks,

And left them for dead in the morning.

8. and so, to conclude and to finish disputes,

We obligingly asked if they wanted recruits,

For we were the lads who would give them hard clouts

And bid them look sharp in the mornin.

Instrumental

9. oh, me and my cousin, one arthur mcbride,

As we went a-walkin down by the seaside,

Mark now what followed and what did betide,

For it bein on christmas mornin

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Меню » Главная » Музыка » Правила » В избранное	Музыка RU: 0-9 А Б В Г Д Е Ж З И К Л М Н О П Р С Т У Ф Х Ц Ч Ш Щ Э Ю Я EN: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z Текст (слова) песни: Bob Dylan - Arthur Mcbride 1. oh, me and my cousin, one arthur mcbride, As we went a-walkin down by the seaside, Mark now what followed and what did betide, For it bein on christmas mornin Now, for recreation, we went on a tramp, And we met sergeant napper and corporal vamp And a little wee drummer intending to camp, For the day bein pleasant and charmin. 2. "good morning, good morning," the sergeant he cried. "and the same to you, gentlemen," we did reply, Intending no harm but meant to pass by, For it bein on christmas mornin "but," says he, "my fine fellows, if you will enlist, Ten guineas in gold Ill stick to your fist, And a crown in the bargain for to kick up the dust, And drink the kings health in the morning. 3. "for a soldier, he leads a very fine life, And he always is blessed with a charming young wife, And he pays all his debts without sorrow or strife, And he always lives pleasant and charmin, And a soldier, he always is decent and clean, In the finest of clothing hes constantly seen. While other poor fellows go dirty and mean, And sup on thin gruel in the morning." Instrumental 4. "but," says arthur, "i wouldnt be proud of your clothes, For youve only the lend of them, as I suppose, But you dare not change them one night, for you know If you do, youll be flogged in the morning, And although that were single and free, We take great delight in our own company, We have no desire strange places to see, Although that your offers are charming. 5. "and we have no desire to take your advance, All hazards and dangers we barter on chance, For youd have no scruples for to send us to france, Where we would get shot without warning," "oh no," says the sergeant. "ill have no such chat, And neither will I take it from snappy young brats, For if you insult me with one other word, Ill cut off your heads in the morning." 6. and arthur and i, we soon drew our hogs, And we scarce gave them time to draw their own blades When a trusty shillelagh came over their head And bid them take that as fair warning. And their old rusty rapiers that hung by their sides, We flung them as far as we could in the tide, "now take them up, devils!" cried arthur mcbride, "and temper their edge in the mornin!" 7. and the little wee drummer, we flattened his bow, And we made a football of his rowdy-dow-dow, Threw it in the tide for to rock and to roll, And bade it a tedious returning, And we havin no money, paid them off in cracks. We paid no respect to their two bloody backs, And we lathered them there like a pair of wet sacks, And left them for dead in the morning. 8. and so, to conclude and to finish disputes, We obligingly asked if they wanted recruits, For we were the lads who would give them hard clouts And bid them look sharp in the mornin. Instrumental 9. oh, me and my cousin, one arthur mcbride, As we went a-walkin down by the seaside, Mark now what followed and what did betide, For it bein on christmas mornin Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Arthur Mcbride: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/101/1/8239.html Все тексты песен: Bob Dylan » Bob Dylan - Tell Me That It Isnt True » Bob Dylan - Fixin` to Die » Bob Dylan - Trouble » Bob Dylan - Ninety Miles an Hour » Bob Dylan - Went To Se The Gypsy » Bob Dylan - Man of Peace » Bob Dylan - Positively 4th Street » Bob Dylan - You Ain`t Goin` Nowhere » Bob Dylan - The Night They Drove Old Dixie Down » Bob Dylan - When Did You Leave Heaven » Bob Dylan - Lone Pilgrim » Bob Dylan - Restless Farewell » Bob Dylan - Percy`s Song » Bob Dylan - Only a Pawn in Their Game » Bob Dylan - The Grooms Still Waiting at The Altar » Bob Dylan - Cats in The Well » Bob Dylan - Pretty PeggyO » Bob Dylan - Billy 1 » Bob Dylan - Got My Mind Made Up » Bob Dylan - You`re No Good Рекомендуем скачать: » Who, The - Put the Money Down » Wolfstone - Bonnie Ship The Diamond » Wu-Tang Clan f Street Life (a.k.a. Stree - Wu-Tang Forever » Waterloo and Robinson - My Little World » Warhead - Missiles » Warner Mack - Let`s Get Back Down To Earth » Wanderers - Sold Your Soul For Fame » Weezer - Gone To Stay » Wu-Tang Clan f Snoop Dogg - The W » Wave - Until The Record Breaks » Wicked angel - Axtion » Who - Had Enough » Wicked angel - Bloodlust » Ween - Don`t Sweat It » Weird Al Yankovic - Cable TV » Waylon Jennings - Same Old Lover Man » Warner Mack - Crystal Chandeliers » Warmen - Singer`s Chance » Will Smith (formerly Fresh Prince) - Big Willie Style * » Weird Al Yankovic - 1985 Food Medley08I Love Rocky Road
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