[00:00.00] 作词 : Anthony Field
[00:00.15] 作曲 : Anthony Field
[00:00.30]Who killed Cock Robin?
[00:07.72]I,said the Sparrow,
[00:09.73]With my bow and arrow,
[00:11.61]I killed Cock Robin.
[00:16.69]Who saw him die?
[00:20.62]I,said the Fly.
[00:22.48]With my little eye,
[00:24.50]I saw him die.
[01:06.93]Who caught his blood?
[01:10.86]I,said the Fish,
[01:12.28]With my little dish,
[01:14.64]I caught his blood.
[01:19.79]Who'll make his shroud?
[01:23.51]I,said the Beetle,
[01:25.32]With my thread and needle,
[01:27.49]I'll make the shroud.
[01:51.46]Who'll be the parson?
[01:55.71]I,said the Rook,
[01:57.42]With my little book,
[01:59.48]I'll be the parson.
[02:05.08]Who'll be chief mourner?
[02:08.73]I,said the Dove,
[02:10.64]I mourn for my love,
[02:12.72]I'll be chief mourner.
[02:38.12]Who'll bear the pall?
[02:42.19]We,said the Wren,
[02:44.11]Both the cock and the hen,
[02:46.08]We'll bear the pall.
[02:51.51]Who'll toll the bell?
[02:55.50]I,said the Bull,
[02:57.20]Because I can pull,
[02:59.28]So Cock Robin,farewell.
[03:03.74][02:18.56][01:32.37][00:47.66]All the birds of the air
[03:05.40][02:20.33][01:34.17][00:49.63]Fell a-sighing and a-sobbing,
[03:11.51][03:07.42][02:26.67][02:22.32][01:40.34][01:36.04][00:55.86][00:51.49]When they heard the bell toll
[03:15.29][03:09.50][02:30.05][02:24.38][01:43.75][01:38.26][00:59.35][00:53.75]For poor Cock Robin.

作词 : Anthony Field
作曲 : Anthony Field
Who killed Cock Robin?
I,said the Sparrow,
With my bow and arrow,
I killed Cock Robin.
Who saw him die?
I,said the Fly.
With my little eye,
I saw him die.
Who caught his blood?
I,said the Fish,
With my little dish,
I caught his blood.
Who'll make his shroud?
I,said the Beetle,
With my thread and needle,
I'll make the shroud.
Who'll be the parson?
I,said the Rook,
With my little book,
I'll be the parson.
Who'll be chief mourner?
I,said the Dove,
I mourn for my love,
I'll be chief mourner.
Who'll bear the pall?
We,said the Wren,
Both the cock and the hen,
We'll bear the pall.
Who'll toll the bell?
I,said the Bull,
Because I can pull,
So Cock Robin,farewell.
All the birds of the air
Fell a-sighing and a-sobbing,
When they heard the bell toll
For poor Cock Robin.