Beeswing - Old Salt: 노래 가사, 뮤직 비디오 및 콘서트

Beeswing

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투어 중

Americana

Beeswing은(는) {albumName} 앨범에 수록된 곡으로 2019년 6월 21일일에 Trad Records에서 발매되었습니다.Commons

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발매일2019년 6월 21일

라벨Trad Records

LanguageEnglish

멜로디에 강한 음악

어쿠스틱 악기 중심

발랑스

춤추기 좋은 음악

에너지

BPM109

개요

가사

크레딧

실연 아티스트

Old Salt

실연자

작곡 및 작사

Richard Thompson

Richard Thompson

작곡가

Dan Wall

편곡자

가사

I was eighteen when I came to town, they call it the summer of love

They were burning babies, burning flags, the hawks against the doves

And I took a job at the steaming way down on Caldron Street

And I fell in love with a laundry girl that was working next to me

Well, brown hair zigzagged 'cross her face and a look of half surprise

And like a fox caught in the headlights, there was animal in her eyes

She said to me, "Well, can't you see I'm not the factory kind?

And if you don't take me out of here, I'll surely lose my mind," oh

She was a rare thing, fine as a bee's wing

Well, so fine a breath of wind might blow her away

She was a lost child, she was running wild

And said, "As long as there's no price on love, I'll stay"

And I wouldn't want her any other way

We busked around the market towns, fruit picking down in Kent

We could tinker pots and pans or knives wherever we went

And we were camping down the Gore one time, the work was mighty good

Well, she wouldn't wait for the harvest, though I, I thought we should

And I said to her, "We'll settle down, we'll get a few acres dug

Well, a fire burning in the hearth and babies on the rug"

She said, "Oh man, you foolish man, that surely sounds like hell

While you might be lord of half this

World, you'll not own me as well," oh

She was a rare thing, fine as a bee's wing

Well, so fine a breath of wind might blow her away

She was a lost child, she was running wild

Said, "As long as there's no price on love, I'll stay"

And she wouldn't want me any other way

And I wouldn't want her any other way

We were drinking more in those days, the tempers reached a pitch

Like a fool, I let her run away when she took a rambling itch

And last I heard, she was living rough back on the Derby beat

Well, a bottle of White Horse in her

Pocket and a wolf hound at her feet

And they say that she had gotten married

Once to a man called Romney Brown

But even a gypsy caravan was too much settling down

And they say roses faded, rough weather and hard booze

Well, maybe that's the price you pay for chains that you refuse, oh

She was a rare thing, fine as a bee's wing

And I miss her more than words can ever say

If I could just taste all of her wildness now

If I could hold her in my arms today

And she wouldn't want me any other way

And I wouldn't want her any other way

And she wouldn't want me any other way

Written by: Richard Thompson

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