I Have a Song to Sing, O!-Arthur Sullivan/Sir Malcolm Sargent/Pro Arte Orchestra

[ti:I Have a Song to Sing, O!] [ar:Arthur Sullivan/Sir Malcolm Sargent/Pro Arte Orchestra] [al:The Yeomen of the Guard] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]I Have a Song to Sing, O! - Arthur Sullivan (阿瑟·萨利文)/Sir Malcolm Sargent/Pro Arte Orchestra [00:11.25]I have a song to sing o [00:15.01]Sing me your song o [00:18.78] [00:22.85]It is sung to the moon by a love-lorn loon [00:25.41]Who fled from the mocking throng-o [00:28.13]It's the song of a merry man moping mum [00:30.82]Whose soul was sad and whose glance was glum [00:33.57]Who sipped no sup and who craved no crumb [00:36.13]As he sighed for the love of a lady [00:39.21]Hey-di hey-di misery me lack-a-day-de [00:44.34]He sipped no sup and he craved no crumb [00:46.74]As he sighed for the love of a lady [00:49.35] [00:52.69]I have a song to sing o [00:55.30]What is your song o [00:59.35] [01:00.45]It is sung with the ring [01:01.73]Of the songs maids sing [01:03.24]Who loved with a love life-long-o [01:06.08]It's a song of a merry maid peerly proud [01:08.86]Who loved a lord and who laughed aloud [01:11.64]At the moan of the merry man moping mum [01:14.37]Whose soul was sad and whose glance was glum [01:17.13]Who sipped no sup and who craved no crumb [01:19.80]As he sighed for the love of a lady [01:22.59] [01:23.21]Hey-di hey-di misery me lack-a-day-de [01:28.42]He sipped no sup and he craved no crumb [01:30.93]As he sighed for the love of a lady [01:33.61] [01:37.02]I have a song to singo [01:39.72]Sing me your song o [01:43.79] [01:44.98]It is sung to the knell [01:46.25]Of a church-yard bell [01:47.61]And a doleful dirge ding-dong o [01:50.37]It's a song of a popinjay bravely born [01:53.01]Who turned up his noble nose with scorn [01:55.58]At the humble merry maid peerly proud [01:58.38]Who loved a lord and who laughed aloud [02:01.05]At the moan of a merry man moping mum [02:03.72]Whose soul was sad and whose glance was glum [02:06.53]Who sipped no sup and who craved no crumb [02:09.05]As he sighed for the love of a lady [02:11.73] [02:12.24]Hey-di hey-di misery me lack-a-day-de [02:17.37]He sipped no sup and he craved no crumb [02:19.88]As he sighed for the love of a lady [02:22.77] [02:26.13]I have a song to sing o [02:28.81]Sing me a song o [02:32.88] [02:33.95]It is sung with a sigh [02:35.36]And a tear in the eye [02:36.77]For it tells of a righted wrong-o [02:39.60]It's a song of the merry maid once so gay [02:42.49]Who turned on her heel and tripped away [02:45.06]From the peacock popinjay bravely born [02:47.99]Who turned up his noble nose with scorn [02:50.78]At the humble heart that he did not prize [02:53.58]So she begged on her knees with downcast eyes [02:56.43]For the love of the merry man moping mum [02:59.26]Whose soul was sad and whose glance was glum [03:02.12]Who sipped no sup and who craved no crumb [03:04.76]As he sighed for the love of a lady [03:08.13]Hey-di hey-di misery me lack-a-day-de [03:13.35]His pains were over and he sighed no more [03:15.85]For he lived in the love of a lady [03:18.84]Hey-di hey-di misery me lack-a-day-de [03:23.34]His pains were over and he sighed no more [03:25.32]For he lived in the love of a lady