Lady Keith's Lament-Connie Dover

[00:00.00] 作曲 : Traditional [00:24.94]I may sit in my wee old house [00:30.67]At the spinning wheel to toil so dreary [00:38.67]I may think of a day that is gone [00:44.20]And sigh and some till I grow weary [00:51.20]I ne'er could brook I ne'er could brook [00:57.93]A foreign king to own or flatter [01:04.18]And I will sing a ranting song [01:10.69]The day our king comes o'er the water [01:30.18]I have seen the good old day [01:35.92]The day of pride and chieftain's glory [01:42.70]When royal Stuart held the sway [01:49.68]And none heard tell of Whig or Tory [01:57.44]Though silver be my hair one day [02:02.94]And age has struck me down what matter [02:09.20]I'll dance and sing the happy day [02:15.20]The day our king comes o'er the water [02:35.68]If I live to see the day [02:40.94]That i have begged and begged from Heaven [02:47.94]I'll fling my rock and reel away [02:54.94]And dance and sing from morn' till evening [03:02.64]For there is one I will not name [03:08.74]Who comes the be-engine bike to scatter [03:14.50]And I'll put on my bridal gown [03:20.98]The day our king comes o'er the water [03:31.74]A curse on dull and drawling Whig [03:37.49]The whining ranting low deceiver [03:44.25]With heart so black and lies so big [03:50.75]The canting tongue of clish mclaver [03:58.50]My father was a good lord's son [04:04.48]My mother was an earl's daughter [04:11.01]And I'll be Lady Keith again [04:17.01]The day our king comes o'er the water