《Lord Thomas Of Winesberry And The King’s Daughter》歌词

[00:05:58] For more than seven years the king he staid

[00:05:58] Into the land of Spain,

[00:05:58] And seven years True Thomas was

[00:05:58] His daughter's chamberlain.

[00:05:58] 'What aileth you, my daughter Janet,

[00:05:58] You look sae pale and wan?

[00:05:58] Ye've either been sick, and very, very sick,

[00:05:58] Or else ye hae lain wi a man.

[00:05:58] Or else ye hae lain wi a man.'

[00:05:58] 'There is no dreder in my heart,

[00:05:58] Nor do I love a man;

[00:05:58] But it is for your lang, lang byding awae

[00:05:58] Into the land of Spain.'

[00:05:58] 'Ye'll cast aff your bonny brown gown,

[00:05:58] And lay it on a stone,

[00:05:58] And I'll tell ye, my dear Janet,

[00:05:58] If ever ye loved a man.'

[00:05:58] She's cast aff her bonny brown gown,

[00:05:58] And laid it on a stone;

[00:05:58] Her belly it was big, her twa sides high,

[00:05:58] Her colour it was quite gane.

[00:05:58] 'O is it to a man and a man o' might,

[00:05:58] 'Or is it to a man that's mean?

[00:05:58] O it is to Thomas o Winsberry,

[00:05:58] That cannae longer len.'

[00:05:58] 'O where are all my wall-wight men,

[00:05:58] That I pay meat and fee,

[00:05:58] That will gae for Thomas o Winesberry,

[00:05:58] And bring him here to me?

[00:05:58] High hanged he shall be.'

[00:05:58] She's turnd her right and round about,

[00:05:58] The tears blinded her ee:

[00:05:58] 'If ye do any ill to True Thomas,

[00:05:58] Ye'll never get gude o me.'

[00:05:58] When Thomas came before the king

[00:05:58] He glanced like the fire;

[00:05:58] His hair was like the threads o gold,

[00:05:58] His eyes like crystal clear.

[00:05:58] 'It was nae wonder, my daughter Janet,

[00:05:58] Altho ye loved this man;

[00:05:58] If he were a woman, as he is a man,

[00:05:58] My bed-fellow he would been.

[00:05:58] My bed-fellow he would been.'

[00:05:58] 'O will ye marry my daughter Janet?

[00:05:58] The truth's in your right hand;

[00:05:58] Ye's hae some o my gold, and some o my gear,

[00:05:58] And the twelfth part o my land.'

[00:05:58] 'It's I will marry your daughter Janet;

[00:05:58] The truth's in my right hand;

[00:05:58] I'll hae nane o your gold, nor nane o your gear,

[00:05:58] I've enough in my ane land.

[00:05:58] 'But I will marry your daughter Janet

[00:05:58] With thirty ploughs and three,

[00:05:58] And four and twenty bonny breast-mills,

[00:05:58] All on the water o Dee.'

[00:05:58] All on the water o Dee.'