[00:00.000] 作词 : Jean Luc Lenoir
[00:01.000] 作曲 : Jean Luc Lenoir
[00:16.104]The lady sits at her own front door
[00:18.209]As straight as a willow wand
[00:20.820]And by there come a lusty smith
[00:23.418]With his hammer in his hand
[00:25.504]Why do you sit there lady fair
[00:28.100]All in your robes of red
[00:30.454]I’ll come tomorrow at this time
[00:33.074]And have you in my bed
[00:35.432]Crying bide lady bide
[00:37.773]There is no way you can hide
[00:40.376]For the lusty smith will be your love
[00:42.734]And he will lay your pride.
[00:46.909]Away, away you coal black smith
[00:49.262]Would you do me this wrong
[00:51.094]For to think to have my maiden head
[00:54.241]That I have kept so long
[00:56.349]I’d rather I was dead and cold
[00:58.944]And my body laid in the grave
[01:01.024]Than a lusty, dusty, coal black smith
[01:03.588]My maiden head should have
[01:06.196]Crying bide lady bide
[01:08.274]There is no way you can hide
[01:11.126]For the lusty smith will be your love
[01:13.493]And he will lay your pride.
[01:17.169]So the lady she turned into a dove
[01:19.256]And flew up into the air
[01:21.843]Ah, but he became an old cock pigeon
[01:25.004]And they flew pair by pair
[01:26.819]So the lady she became a mare
[01:29.184]As dark as the night black
[01:31.773]Ah, but he became a golden saddle
[01:34.374]And he climbed upon her back
[01:36.729]Crying bide lady bide
[01:39.340]There is no way you can hide
[01:41.711]For the lusty smith will be your love
[01:44.055]And he will lay your pride.
[01:58.831]So the lady she turned into a hare
[02:01.165]And now all over the plane
[02:03.523]Ah, but he became a greyhound dog
[02:06.132]And ran her down again
[02:08.460]So she turned into a full dress ship
[02:11.057]And she sailed all over the sea
[02:13.424]Ah, but he became a bold captain
[02:16.027]And aboard of her went he
[02:18.378]Crying bide lady bide
[02:20.726]There is no way you can hide
[02:23.083]For the lusty smith will be your love
[02:25.676]And he will lay your pride.
[02:50.290]So the lady she ran into the bedroom
[02:52.641]And she changed into a bed
[02:55.239]Ah, but he became a green coverlet
[02:57.604]And he gained her maidenhead
[02:59.972]And once she woke he took her so
[03:02.574]And still he had her bide
[03:04.927]And the lusty smith became her love
[03:07.284]For all of her mighty pride
[03:09.621]Crying bide lady bide
[03:11.940]There is no way you can hide
[03:14.555]For the lusty smith will be your love
[03:17.183]And he will lay your pride.
[03:21.089]Crying bide lady bide
[03:23.174]There is no way you can hide
[03:25.767]For the lusty smith will be your love
[03:28.608]And he will lay your pride.

作词 : Jean Luc Lenoir
作曲 : Jean Luc Lenoir
The lady sits at her own front door
As straight as a willow wand
And by there come a lusty smith
With his hammer in his hand
Why do you sit there lady fair
All in your robes of red
I’ll come tomorrow at this time
And have you in my bed
Crying bide lady bide
There is no way you can hide
For the lusty smith will be your love
And he will lay your pride.
Away, away you coal black smith
Would you do me this wrong
For to think to have my maiden head
That I have kept so long
I’d rather I was dead and cold
And my body laid in the grave
Than a lusty, dusty, coal black smith
My maiden head should have
Crying bide lady bide
There is no way you can hide
For the lusty smith will be your love
And he will lay your pride.
So the lady she turned into a dove
And flew up into the air
Ah, but he became an old cock pigeon
And they flew pair by pair
So the lady she became a mare
As dark as the night black
Ah, but he became a golden saddle
And he climbed upon her back
Crying bide lady bide
There is no way you can hide
For the lusty smith will be your love
And he will lay your pride.
So the lady she turned into a hare
And now all over the plane
Ah, but he became a greyhound dog
And ran her down again
So she turned into a full dress ship
And she sailed all over the sea
Ah, but he became a bold captain
And aboard of her went he
Crying bide lady bide
There is no way you can hide
For the lusty smith will be your love
And he will lay your pride.
So the lady she ran into the bedroom
And she changed into a bed
Ah, but he became a green coverlet
And he gained her maidenhead
And once she woke he took her so
And still he had her bide
And the lusty smith became her love
For all of her mighty pride
Crying bide lady bide
There is no way you can hide
For the lusty smith will be your love
And he will lay your pride.
Crying bide lady bide
There is no way you can hide
For the lusty smith will be your love
And he will lay your pride.