電影原聲 - Foxhunt歌詞
下載《Foxhunt文本歌詞》There were three men came out of the west
their fortunes for to try
And these three men made a solemn vow
John Barleycorn must die
They've plowed, they've sown
they've harrowed him in
Threw clods upon his head
And these three men made a solemn vow
John Barleycorn was dead
They've let him lie for a very long time
'til the rains from heaven did fall
And little Sir John sprung up his head and so amazed them all
They've let him stand 'til Midsummer's Day
'til he looked both pale and wan
And little Sir John's grown a long long beard and so become a man
They've hired men with their scythes so sharp to cut him off at the knee
They've rolled him and tied him by the way
serving him most barbarously
They've hired men with their sharp pitchforks who've pricked him to the heart
And the loader he has served him worse than that
For he's bound him to the cart
They've wheeled him around and around a field 'til they came onto a pond
And there they made a solemn oath on poor John Barleycorn
They've hired men with their crabtree sticks to cut him skin from bone
And the miller he has served him worse than that
For he's ground him between two stones
And little Sir John and the nut brown bowl and his brandy in the glass
And little Sir John and the nut brown bowl proved the strongest man at last
The huntsman he can't hunt the fox nor so loudly to blow his horn
their fortunes for to try
And these three men made a solemn vow
John Barleycorn must die
They've plowed, they've sown
they've harrowed him in
Threw clods upon his head
And these three men made a solemn vow
John Barleycorn was dead
They've let him lie for a very long time
'til the rains from heaven did fall
And little Sir John sprung up his head and so amazed them all
They've let him stand 'til Midsummer's Day
'til he looked both pale and wan
And little Sir John's grown a long long beard and so become a man
They've hired men with their scythes so sharp to cut him off at the knee
They've rolled him and tied him by the way
serving him most barbarously
They've hired men with their sharp pitchforks who've pricked him to the heart
And the loader he has served him worse than that
For he's bound him to the cart
They've wheeled him around and around a field 'til they came onto a pond
And there they made a solemn oath on poor John Barleycorn
They've hired men with their crabtree sticks to cut him skin from bone
And the miller he has served him worse than that
For he's ground him between two stones
And little Sir John and the nut brown bowl and his brandy in the glass
And little Sir John and the nut brown bowl proved the strongest man at last
The huntsman he can't hunt the fox nor so loudly to blow his horn
FoxhuntLRC歌詞
下載《FoxhuntLRC歌詞》[ti:John Barley Corn] [ar:TRAFFIC] [al:John Barleycorn Must Die] [00:12.10]There were three men came out of the west [00:19.16]their fortunes for to try [00:25.43]And these three men made a solemn vow [00:32.27]John Barleycorn must die [00:38.64]They've plowed, they've sown [00:41.69]they've harrowed him in [00:44.47]Threw clods upon his head [00:53.35]And these three men made a solemn vow [01:00.64]John Barleycorn was dead [01:09.50] [01:30.33]They've let him lie for a very long time [01:37.34]'til the rains from heaven did fall [01:43.85]And little Sir John sprung up his head and so amazed them all [01:56.95]They've let him stand 'til Midsummer's Day [02:02.89]'til he looked both pale and wan [02:11.85]And little Sir John's grown a long long beard and so become a man [02:25.65] [02:48.35]They've hired men with their scythes so sharp to cut him off at the knee [03:01.32]They've rolled him and tied him by the way [03:08.11]serving him most barbarously [03:14.52]They've hired men with their sharp pitchforks who've pricked him to the heart [03:28.89]And the loader he has served him worse than that [03:35.68]For he's bound him to the cart [03:42.15] [04:04.29]They've wheeled him around and around a field 'til they came onto a pond [04:17.23]And there they made a solemn oath on poor John Barleycorn [04:30.14]They've hired men with their crabtree sticks to cut him skin from bone [04:44.24]And the miller he has served him worse than that [04:51.10]For he's ground him between two stones [04:58.02] [05:19.54]And little Sir John and the nut brown bowl and his brandy in the glass [05:32.23]And little Sir John and the nut brown bowl proved the strongest man at last [05:45.14]The huntsman he can't hunt the fox nor so loudly to blow his horn [05:58.81]And the tinker he can't mend kettle or pots without a little barleycorn