Erie Canal-Burl Ives

歌手 : Burl Ives

专辑 : Roots Of American Folk

语种 : 英语

时长 : 01:38

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TXT Erie Canal-Burl Ives 文本歌词

Erie Canal - Burl Ives (伯尔·艾夫斯)

Written by：Cochran

We were forty miles from Albany

Forget it I never shall

What a terrible storm we had one night

On the E-ri-e Canal

Oh the E-ri-e was a-risin'

The gin was a-getting' low

And I scarcely think we'll get a drink

Till we get to Buffalo

Our captain he come up on deck

With a spyglass in his hand

And the fog it was so tarnald thick

That he couldn't spy the land

Oh the E-ri-e was a-risin'

The gin was a-getting' low

And I scarcely think we'll get a drink

Till we get to Buffalo

Our cook she was grand old gal

She had a raggedy dress

We heisted her upon the pole

As a signal of distress

Oh the E-ri-e was a-risin'

The gin was a-getting' low

And I scarcely think we'll get a drink

Till we get to Buffalo

The captain he got married

And the cook she went to jail

And I'm the only son-of-a-gub

That's left to tell the tale

Oh the E-ri-e was a-risin'

The gin was a-getting' low

And I scarcely think we'll get a drink

Till we get to Buffalo