作词 : Loreena McKennitt 作曲 : Loreena McKennitt Who are you, my pretty fair maid, Who are you, me honey? And who are you, my pretty fair maid, And who are you, me honey? She answered me quite modestly, I am me mothers darling
With me Too-ry-ay Fol-de-diddle-day Di-re fol-de-diddle Dai-rie oh
And will you come to me mothers house, When the moon is shining clearly? And will you come to me mothers house When the moon is shining clearly? Ill open the door and Ill let you in And divil o one will hear us
With me Too-ry-ay Fol-de-diddle-day Di-re fol-de-diddle Dai-rie oh
So I went to her house in the middle of the night When the moon was shining clearly So I went to her house in the middle of the night When the moon was shining clearly She opened the door and she let me in and divil the one did hear us
With me Too-ry-ay Fol-de-diddle-day Di-re fol-de-diddle Dai-rie oh
She took me horse by the bridle and the bit And led him to the stable She took me horse by the bridle and the bit And led him to the stable Saying Theres plenty of oats for a soldiers horse, To eat it if hes able
With me Too-ry-ay Fol-de-diddle-day Di-re fol-de-diddle Dai-rie oh
Then she took me by the lily-white hand Led me to the table Then she took me by the lily-white hand Led me to the table Saying Theres plenty of wine for a soldier boy, To drink if he is able
With me Too-ry-ay Fol-de-diddle-day Di-re fol-de-diddle Dai-rie oh
Then I got up and I made the bed I made it nice and aisy Then I got up and I made the bed I made it nice and aisy The I got up and I laid her down Saying Lassie, are you able?
With me Too-ry-ay Fol-de-diddle-day Di-re fol-de-diddle Dai-rie oh
And there we lay till the break of day Divil the one did hear us And there we lay till the break of day And divil the one did hear us Then I arose and put on me clothes Saying Lassie, I must leave you
With me Too-ry-ay Fol-de-diddle-day Di-re fol-de-diddle Dai-rie oh
And when will you return again When will we get married? And when will you return again When will we get married? When broken shells make Christmas bells We might then get married
With me Too-ry-ay Fol-de-diddle-day Di-re fol-de-diddle Dai-rie oh
作词 : Loreena McKennitt 作曲 : Loreena McKennitt Who are you, my pretty fair maid, Who are you, me honey? And who are you, my pretty fair maid, And who are you, me honey? She answered me quite modestly, I am me mothers darling
With me Too-ry-ay Fol-de-diddle-day Di-re fol-de-diddle Dai-rie oh
And will you come to me mothers house, When the moon is shining clearly? And will you come to me mothers house When the moon is shining clearly? Ill open the door and Ill let you in And divil o one will hear us
With me Too-ry-ay Fol-de-diddle-day Di-re fol-de-diddle Dai-rie oh
So I went to her house in the middle of the night When the moon was shining clearly So I went to her house in the middle of the night When the moon was shining clearly She opened the door and she let me in and divil the one did hear us
With me Too-ry-ay Fol-de-diddle-day Di-re fol-de-diddle Dai-rie oh
She took me horse by the bridle and the bit And led him to the stable She took me horse by the bridle and the bit And led him to the stable Saying Theres plenty of oats for a soldiers horse, To eat it if hes able
With me Too-ry-ay Fol-de-diddle-day Di-re fol-de-diddle Dai-rie oh
Then she took me by the lily-white hand Led me to the table Then she took me by the lily-white hand Led me to the table Saying Theres plenty of wine for a soldier boy, To drink if he is able
With me Too-ry-ay Fol-de-diddle-day Di-re fol-de-diddle Dai-rie oh
Then I got up and I made the bed I made it nice and aisy Then I got up and I made the bed I made it nice and aisy The I got up and I laid her down Saying Lassie, are you able?
With me Too-ry-ay Fol-de-diddle-day Di-re fol-de-diddle Dai-rie oh
And there we lay till the break of day Divil the one did hear us And there we lay till the break of day And divil the one did hear us Then I arose and put on me clothes Saying Lassie, I must leave you
With me Too-ry-ay Fol-de-diddle-day Di-re fol-de-diddle Dai-rie oh
And when will you return again When will we get married? And when will you return again When will we get married? When broken shells make Christmas bells We might then get married
With me Too-ry-ay Fol-de-diddle-day Di-re fol-de-diddle Dai-rie oh
