The Fowler-Martin Carthy/Dave Swarbrick/Dave Swarbrick
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TXT The Fowler-Martin Carthy/Dave Swarbrick/Dave Swarbrick 文本歌词
The Fowler - Martin Carthy/Dave Swarbrick/Dave Swarbrick
Come all you young fellows
That follow the gun
I'll have you not go out
By the light of the sun
For young Jimmy was a fowler
And a-fowling all alone
When he shot his own true love
In the room of a swan
Then it's home went young Jimmy
With his dog and his gun
Saying "Uncle dear uncle
Do you see what I've done
Oh cursed be that old gunsmith
Who made me my gun
For I've been and shot me true love
In the room of a swan "
Then out came his uncle
With his locks hanging grey
Saying "Jimmy dear Jimmy
Don't you run away
And don't you leave your own country
Till your trial it come on
For you never will be hanged
For the shooting of a swan "
All the girls in this country
They're all glad we know
For to see pretty Polly and lying so low
Oh you could pile them into a mountain
You could line them all in a row
And her beauty would shine
Among them like a fountain of snow
Now the trial it came on
And pretty Polly did appear
Saying "Uncle dear uncle
Let Jimmy go clear
For with me apron thrown over me
He took me for a swan
And his own love lay bleeding
For it was Polly his own "
