Hot Ashfelt-Donal Lunny

歌手 : Donal Lunny
语种 : 英语
时长 : 04:10

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TXT Hot Ashfelt-Donal Lunny 文本歌词

Hot Ashfelt - Donal Lunny
Good evening
All my jolly lads I'm glad to find you well
If you'll kindly pay attention now the story I will tell
For I've got a situation and begorrah and begob
I can whisper all the weekly wage of nineteen bob
'Tis twelve months come October
Since I left me native home
After helping them Killarney boys
To bring the harvest down
But now I wear the gansey and around me waist a belt
I'm the gaffer of the squad that makes the hot asphalt
Well we laid it in a hollows
And we laid it in the flat
And if it doesn't last forever
Sure I swear I'll eat me hat
Now I've wandered up and down the world and
Sure I never felt
Any surface that was equal to the hot asphalt
Well the other night a copper comes
And he says to me McGuire
Would you kindly let me light me pipe down
At your boiler fire
And he planks himself right down in front
With hobnails up till late
And says I me decent man
You'd better go and find your bait
He ups and yells I'm down on you
I'm up to all yer pranks
Don't I know you for a traitor from the Tipperary ranks
Boys I hit straight from the shoulder
And I gave him such a belt
That I knocked him into the boiler full of hot asphalt
Well we quickly pulled him out again
And we threw him in the tub
And with soap and warm water
We began to rub and scrub
But devil the thing it hardened
And it turned him hard as stone
And with every other rub
Sure you could hear the copper groan
I'm thinking says O'Reilly that he's lookin' like old Nick
And burn me
If I am not inclined to claim him with me pick
Now says I it would be easier to boil him till he melts
And to stir him nice and easy in the hot asphalt
Well we laid it in a hollows
And we laid it in the flat
And if it doesn't last forever
Sure I swear I'll eat me hat
Now I've wandered up and down the world
And sure I never felt
Any surface that was equal to the hot asphalt
You may talk about yer sailor lads
Ballad singers and the rest
Your shoemakers and your tailors but
We please the ladies best
The only ones who know the way
Their flinty hearts to melt
Are the boys around the boiler making hot asphalt
With rubbing and with scrubbing
Sure I caught me death of cold
For scientific purposes my body it was sold
In the Kelvin grove museum my boys I'm hangin' in me pelt
As a monument to the Irish making hot asphalt
Well we laid it in a hollows
And we laid it in the flat
And if it doesn't last forever
Sure I swear I'll eat me hat
Now I've wandered up and down the world
And sure I never felt
Any surface that was equal to the hot asphalt