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14. ITZY - Gold
Tradycyjne - A Sober Spouse for Me
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Some love to stroll
Where the wassail-bowl
And the wine-cups circle free;
None of all that band
E'er shall win my hand:
No, a sober spouse for me.
Where the wine-cups circle free:
None of all that band
E'er shall win my hand:
No, a sober spouse for me.
Like cheerful streams
When the morning beams
With him my life should flow.
Not down the crags
The drunkard drags
His wife for shame and woe.
Not down the crags
The drunkard drags
His wife for shame and woe.
No! no! no! no!
No! no! no! no!
No! no! no!
Some love to stroll
Where the wassail-bowl
And the wine-cups circle free;
None of all that band
E'er shall win my hand:
|: No! a sober spouse for me. :|
No! a sober spouse for me.
The drunkard mark,
At midnight dark,
Oh what a sight good bark!
From fumes of beer
And wine appear
Grim friends who cross his track;
His children's name
He dooms to shame
His wife to want and wo;
She is betrayed
For wine is made
Her rival and her foe.
No! no! no! no!
No! no! no! no!
No! no! no!
Still some will stroll,
Where the wassail-bowl
And the wine-cups circle free;
None of all that band
E'er shall win my hand:
|: No! a sober spouse for me. :|
No! a sober spouse for me.
Where the wassail-bowl
And the wine-cups circle free;
None of all that band
E'er shall win my hand:
No, a sober spouse for me.
Where the wine-cups circle free:
None of all that band
E'er shall win my hand:
No, a sober spouse for me.
Like cheerful streams
When the morning beams
With him my life should flow.
Not down the crags
The drunkard drags
His wife for shame and woe.
Not down the crags
The drunkard drags
His wife for shame and woe.
No! no! no! no!
No! no! no! no!
No! no! no!
Some love to stroll
Where the wassail-bowl
And the wine-cups circle free;
None of all that band
E'er shall win my hand:
|: No! a sober spouse for me. :|
No! a sober spouse for me.
The drunkard mark,
At midnight dark,
Oh what a sight good bark!
From fumes of beer
And wine appear
Grim friends who cross his track;
His children's name
He dooms to shame
His wife to want and wo;
She is betrayed
For wine is made
Her rival and her foe.
No! no! no! no!
No! no! no! no!
No! no! no!
Still some will stroll,
Where the wassail-bowl
And the wine-cups circle free;
None of all that band
E'er shall win my hand:
|: No! a sober spouse for me. :|
No! a sober spouse for me.
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| Tekst: |
George Pope Morris Edytuj metrykę |
|---|---|
| Muzyka: |
Henry Russell |
| Rok wydania: |
1844 muzyka, XIX wiek tekst |
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