《Medley: The Recruiting Sergeant / The Rocky Road To Dublin / Galway Races》歌词

[00:00:00] Medley The Recruiting Sergeant The Rocky Road To Dublin Galway Races - The Pogues

[00:00:20] As I was walking down the road

[00:00:21] A feeling fine and larky oh

[00:00:23] A recruiting sergeant came up to me

[00:00:25] Says he you'd look fine in khaki oh

[00:00:28] For the King he is in need of men

[00:00:30] Come read this proclamation oh

[00:00:31] A life in Flanders for you then

[00:00:33] Would be a fine vacation oh

[00:00:37] That may be so says I to him

[00:00:39] But tell me sergeant dearie-oh

[00:00:41] If I had a pack stuck upon my back

[00:00:43] Would I look fine and cheerie oh

[00:00:46] For they'd have you train and drill until

[00:00:48] They had you one of the Frenchies oh

[00:00:49] It may be warm in Flanders

[00:00:51] But it's draughty in the trenches oh

[00:00:55] The sergeant smiled and winked his eye

[00:00:57] His smile was most provoking oh

[00:00:59] He twiddled and twirled his wee mustache

[00:01:01] Says he I know you're only joking oh

[00:01:04] For the sandbags are so warm and high

[00:01:06] The wind you won't feel blowing oh

[00:01:07] Well I winked at a cailin passing by

[00:01:09] Says I what if it's snowing oh

[00:01:13] Come rain or hail or wind or snow

[00:01:15] I'm not going out to Flanders oh

[00:01:16] There's fighting in Dublin to be done

[00:01:18] Let your sergeants and your commanders go

[00:01:21] Let Englishmen fight English wars

[00:01:23] It's nearly time they started oh

[00:01:25] I saluted the sergeant a very good night

[00:01:27] And there and then we parted oh

[00:02:08] As I went down to Galway Town

[00:02:09] To seek for recreation

[00:02:11] On the seventeenth of August

[00:02:12] Me mind being elevated

[00:02:14] There were passengers assembled

[00:02:16] With their tickets at the station

[00:02:17] And me eyes began to dazzle

[00:02:19] And they off to see the races

[00:02:20] With me wack fol the do fol

[00:02:22] The diddle idle day

[00:02:27] There were passengers from Limerick

[00:02:28] And passengers from Nenagh

[00:02:30] The boys of Connemara

[00:02:31] And the Clare unmarried maiden

[00:02:33] There were people from Cork City

[00:02:35] Who were loyal true and faithful

[00:02:36] Who brought home the Fenian prisoners

[00:02:38] From dying in foreign nations

[00:02:46] And it's there you'll see the pipers

[00:02:47] And the fiddlers competing

[00:02:48] And the sporting wheel of fortune

[00:02:50] And the four and twenty quarters

[00:02:52] And there's others without scruple

[00:02:54] Pelting wattles at poor Maggie

[00:02:56] And her father well contented

[00:02:57] And he gazing at his daughter

[00:03:24] And it's there you'll see the jockeys

[00:03:25] And they mounted on so stably

[00:03:27] The pink the blue the orange and green

[00:03:29] The colors of our nation

[00:03:30] The time it came for starting

[00:03:32] All the horses seemed impatient

[00:03:33] Their feet they hardly touched the ground

[00:03:35] The speed was so amazing

[00:03:43] There was half a million people there

[00:03:45] Of all denominations

[00:03:46] The Catholic the Protestant the Jew the Presbyterian

[00:03:49] Yet there was no animosity

[00:03:51] No matter what persuasion

[00:03:53] But failte hospitality

[00:03:54] Inducing fresh acquaintance