《Beeswing(Live at The Point， 2006)》歌词

[00:00:00] Beeswing (Live) - Christy Moore

[00:00:11] I was 18 when I came to town

[00:00:14] They called it the summer of love

[00:00:16] Burning babies burning flags

[00:00:19] The hawks against the doves

[00:00:21] I took a job at the steaming way

[00:00:24] Down on caltrim st

[00:00:26] Fell in love with a laundry girl

[00:00:29] That was workin' next to me

[00:00:32] Brown hair zig zagged across her face

[00:00:35] And a look of half surprise

[00:00:37] Like a fox caught in the headlights

[00:00:40] There was animal in her eyes

[00:00:44] She said to me

[00:00:45] Can't you see I'm not the factory kind

[00:00:49] If you don't take me out of here

[00:00:52] I'll surely lose my mind

[00:00:55] She was a rare thing fine as a bee's wing

[00:01:00] So fine a breath of wind might blow her away

[00:01:05] She was a lost child she was runnin' wild

[00:01:10] She said

[00:01:10] So long as there's no price on love I'll stay

[00:01:15] You wouldn't want me any other way

[00:01:23] We busked around the market towns

[00:01:25] Fruit pickin' down in kent

[00:01:28] We could tinker pots and pans

[00:01:31] Or knives wherever we went

[00:01:33] We were campin' down the gower one time

[00:01:35] The work was mighty good

[00:01:38] She wouldn't wait for the harvest

[00:01:41] I thought we should

[00:01:44] I said to her we'll settle down

[00:01:46] Get a few acres dug

[00:01:49] A fire burning in the hearth

[00:01:51] And babies on the rug

[00:01:55] She said oh man you foolish man

[00:01:58] That surely sounds like hell

[00:02:01] You might be lord of half the world

[00:02:04] You'll not own me as well

[00:02:07] She was a rare thing fine as a bee's wing

[00:02:12] So fine a breath of wind might blow her away

[00:02:17] She was a lost child she was runnin' wild

[00:02:21] She said

[00:02:22] So long as there's no price on love I'll stay

[00:02:27] You wouldn't want me any other way

[00:02:35] We were drinking more in those days

[00:02:37] Our tempers reached a pitch

[00:02:39] Like a fool I let her run away

[00:02:42] When she took the rambling itch

[00:02:44] Last I heard she was living rough

[00:02:47] Back on the derby beat

[00:02:49] A bottle of white horse in her pocket

[00:02:52] A wolfhound at her feet

[00:02:55] They say that she got married once

[00:02:58] To a man called romany brown

[00:03:00] Even a gypsy caravan

[00:03:02] Was too much like settlin' down

[00:03:06] They say her rose has faded

[00:03:09] Rough weather and hard booze

[00:03:12] Maybe that's the price you pay

[00:03:15] For the chains that you refuse

[00:03:18] She was a rare thing fine as a bee's wing

[00:03:23] I miss her more than ever words can say

[00:03:28] If I could just taste all of her wildness now

[00:03:33] If I could hold her in my arms today

[00:03:38] I wouldn't want her any other way