《Arthur MC Bride》歌词

[00:05:30] Twas me and me cousin one Arthur McBride,

[00:05:30] As we went a walkin' down by the seaside;

[00:05:30] We met Sergeant Upper and Corporal Pride,

[00:05:30] The day bein' Christmas morning.

[00:05:30] "Good mornin', good mornin'" the Sergeant did cry;

[00:05:30] "And the same to you gentlemen" we did reply;

[00:05:30] Intendin' no harm, we just meant to pass by;

[00:05:30] The day bein' pleasant an charmin'.

[00:05:30] Well" says he "me young fellows if you will enlist,

[00:05:30] It's ten guineas in gold I will slip in your fist.

[00:05:30] A crown in the bargain, to kick up the dust,

[00:05:30] And to drink the King's health in the morning.

[00:05:30] For a soldier he leads a very fine life,

[00:05:30] And he always is blessed with a charming young wife,

[00:05:30] And he pays all his debts without sorrow or strife,

[00:05:30] And always lives happy and charming.

[00:05:30] And a soldier he always is decent and clean,

[00:05:30] In the finest of garments he's constantly seen,

[00:05:30] While other poor fellows go dirty and mean,

[00:05:30] And sup on thin gruel in the morning."

[00:05:30] Says Arthur, "I wouldn't be proud of your clothes,

[00:05:30] For you've only the lend of them, as I suppose,

[00:05:30] And you dare not change them one night or you know

[00:05:30] If you do you'll be flogged in the morning.

[00:05:30] And although we seem now to be single and free,

[00:05:30] We take great delight in our own company,

[00:05:30] And we have no desire strange countries to see,

[00:05:30] Although that your offer is charming.

[00:05:30] And we have no desire to take your advance,

[00:05:30] All hazards and danger, we'll not take the chance,

[00:05:30] That ye'd have no scruples to send us to France,

[00:05:30] Where ye know we'd be shot in the mornin'."

[00:05:30] "Oh now," says the Sergeant, "I'll have no such chat,

[00:05:30] and neither will take it from spailp铆n nor brat.

[00:05:30] If you insult me with one other word,

[00:05:30] I'll chop off your heads in the morning."

[00:05:30] But Arthur and I we counted the odds,

[00:05:30] And we barely gave them chance to draw their own blades,

[00:05:30] With our trusty shillelaghs came over their heads,

[00:05:30] And we paid them right smart in the morning.

[00:05:30] As for the wee drummer, we rifled his pouch,

[00:05:30] And made a football of his row-dee-dow-dow,

[00:05:30] Into the ocean for draken to roll,

[00:05:30] And we bade it a tedious returnin'.

[00:05:30] As for the old rapiers that hung by their sides,

[00:05:30] We flung them as far as we could in the tide,

[00:05:30] "Now take that ye Devils," cries Arthur McBride,

[00:05:30] "And temper your steel in the morning."

[00:05:30] And we, having no money, paid them off in cracks,

[00:05:30] And we paid no respect to their two bloody backs,

[00:05:30] For we lathered them there, like a pair of wet sacks,

[00:05:30] And left them for dead in in the morning.

[00:05:30] And so, to conclude and to settle disputes,

[00:05:30] we obligingly asked if they wanted recruits,

[00:05:30] For we were the fellows who would give them hard clouts,

[00:05:30] And bid them look sharp in the morning.

[00:05:30] Twas me and me cousin one Arthur McBride,

[00:05:30] As we went a walkin' down by the seaside;

[00:05:30] In search of good fortune and what may betide,

[00:05:30] The day was Christmas morning.