following the drum

following the drum

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所属专辑:Harlots原声带

发行时间:2017-04-29

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[00:00.00] 作词 : a harlot

[00:00.48] 作曲 : a harlot

[00:00.96][02:26.84]Once I slept on a feather bed

[00:02.94][02:31.31]with blankets woven warm

[00:05.76]Now I'm glad to lay my head

[00:08.07]On a cloak that's old and torn

[00:10.75]So sing with me a merry catch

[00:13.32]As summer days will come

[00:15.43]My love, he is a soldier boy.

[00:17.76]So I'm following the drum.

[00:21.46]With a pat-a-pat-a-tat

[00:23.39]And a rattle and a scrat

[00:25.87]And the beat of a marching song

[00:31.17]I'm ragged and I'm worn and my hose are torn.

[00:47.18][(-Do you need a ride?

[00:49.31]My offer still stand.

[00:50.58]Like I said, first one for free.

[00:53.04]-Think like a whore.

[00:54.85]How much can you get?

[00:57.86]-A guinea.

[01:00.34]-For what?

[01:02.65]Sell me your charms.

[01:03.89]-I offer you love.

[01:04.86]-Then you're a fool.

[01:07.59]For a harlot, that doesn't exist.

[01:12.89]-Then I have nothing.

[01:15.97]Hunger in my stomach and a mouth full of breeze.

[01:24.23]-Here's tuppence.

[01:27.04]-What's that for?

[01:30.51]-Your company. )

[01:31.79]I'm lame and tired before my time

[01:35.61]And still I follow him along

[01:39.61]Oh, I lame and tired

[01:42.28]But still I smile

[01:46.47]And so I follow him...

[01:53.25](-I want your forgiveness.

[01:59.73] -Eight shillings. )

[02:09.47](-This city is made of our flesh,

[02:13.82] every beam, every brick.

[02:21.26] We'll have our piece of it.)

作词 : a harlot

作曲 : a harlot

Once I slept on a feather bed

with blankets woven warm

Now I'm glad to lay my head

On a cloak that's old and torn

So sing with me a merry catch

As summer days will come

My love, he is a soldier boy.

So I'm following the drum.

With a pat-a-pat-a-tat

And a rattle and a scrat

And the beat of a marching song

I'm ragged and I'm worn and my hose are torn.

[(-Do you need a ride?

My offer still stand.

Like I said, first one for free.

-Think like a whore.

How much can you get?

-A guinea.

-For what?

Sell me your charms.

-I offer you love.

-Then you're a fool.

For a harlot, that doesn't exist.

-Then I have nothing.

Hunger in my stomach and a mouth full of breeze.

-Here's tuppence.

-What's that for?

-Your company. )

I'm lame and tired before my time

And still I follow him along

Oh, I lame and tired

But still I smile

And so I follow him...

(-I want your forgiveness.

-Eight shillings. )

(-This city is made of our flesh,

every beam, every brick.

We'll have our piece of it.)

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