Willy O' Winsbury-Pentangle

歌手 : Pentangle
专辑 : Solomon's Seal
语种 : 英语
时长 : 05:53

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TXT Willy O' Winsbury-Pentangle 文本歌词

Willy O' Winsbury - Pentangle
Written by:Traditional
The king has been a prisoner
And a prisoner long in Spain
And Willie of the Winsbury
Has lain long with his daughter at home
What ails you what ails you my daughter Janet
Why you look so pale and wan
Oh have you had any sore sickness
Or yet been sleeping with a man
I have not had any sore sickness
Nor yet been sleeping with a man
It is for you my father dear
For biding so long in Spain
Cast off cast off your berry brown gown
You stand naked upon the stone
That I may know you by your shape
If you be a maiden or no
And she's cast off her berry brown gown
She stood naked upon the stone
Her apron was low and her haunches were round
Her face was pale and wan
Oh was it with a Lord or a duke or a knight
Or a man of birth and fame
Or was it with one of my serving men
That's lately come out of Spain
It wasn't with a Lord nor a duke or a knight
Nor a man of birth and fame
But it was with Willie of Winsbury
I could bide no longer alain
And the king has called on his merry men all
By thirty and by three
Says Fetch me this Willie of Winsbury
For hanged he shall be
But when he came the king before
He was clad all in the red silk
His hair was like the strands of gold
His skin was as white as the milk
And it is no wonder said the king
That my daughter's love you did win
For if I was a woman as I am a man
My bedfellow you would have been
And will you marry my daughter Janet
By the truth of your right hand
Oh will you marry my daughter Janet
I will make you the Lord of my land
Oh yes I will marry your daughter Janet
By the truth of my right hand
Why yes I will marry your daughter Janet
But I'll not be the Lord of your land
And he's mounted her on a milk white steed
And himself on a dapple grey
He has made her the lady of as much land
As she shall ride in a long summer's day