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  • 作词 : Phil Lesh/Mickey Hart/Bob Weir/Jerry Garcia/Traditional/Bill Kreutzmann/Brent Mydland
    作曲 : Phil Lesh/Mickey Hart/Bob Weir/Jerry Garcia/Traditional/Bill Kreutzmann/Brent Mydland
    There was a wealthy merchant, in London he did dwell
    He had a beautiful daughter, the truth to you I'll tell
    Oh, the truth to you I'll tell
    She had sweethearts aplenty, and men of high degree
    But none but Jack the sailor, her true love there could be
    Oh, her true love there could be
    Jackie's gone a-sailing with trouble on his mind
    He's left his native country, and his darling girl behind
    Oh, his darling girl behind
    She went down to a tailor's shop and dressed in mens' array
    She climbed on board a vessel to convey herself away
    Oh, to convey herself away.
    Before you get on board, sir, your name we'd like to know
    She smiled all in her countenance, "They call me Jack-A-Roe."
    Oh, they call me Jack-A-Roe.
    I see your waist is slender, your fingers they are small
    Your cheeks too red and rosy to face the cannonball.
    Oh, to face the cannonball.
    I know my waist is slender, my fingers, they are small
    But it would not make me tremble to see ten thousand fall
    Oh, to see ten thousand fall.
    The wars then being over, she went and looked around
    Among the dead and wounded, her darling boy she found
    Oh, her darling boy she found.
    She picked him up all in her arms and carried him to the town
    She sent for a physician who quickly healed his wounds
    Oh, who quickly healed his wounds.
    This couple, they got married, so well they did agree
    This couple, they got married, so why don't you and me
    Oh, so why don't you and me?
  • 作词 : Phil Lesh/Mickey Hart/Bob Weir/Jerry Garcia/Traditional/Bill Kreutzmann/Brent Mydland
    作曲 : Phil Lesh/Mickey Hart/Bob Weir/Jerry Garcia/Traditional/Bill Kreutzmann/Brent Mydland
    There was a wealthy merchant, in London he did dwell
    He had a beautiful daughter, the truth to you I'll tell
    Oh, the truth to you I'll tell
    She had sweethearts aplenty, and men of high degree
    But none but Jack the sailor, her true love there could be
    Oh, her true love there could be
    Jackie's gone a-sailing with trouble on his mind
    He's left his native country, and his darling girl behind
    Oh, his darling girl behind
    She went down to a tailor's shop and dressed in mens' array
    She climbed on board a vessel to convey herself away
    Oh, to convey herself away.
    Before you get on board, sir, your name we'd like to know
    She smiled all in her countenance, "They call me Jack-A-Roe."
    Oh, they call me Jack-A-Roe.
    I see your waist is slender, your fingers they are small
    Your cheeks too red and rosy to face the cannonball.
    Oh, to face the cannonball.
    I know my waist is slender, my fingers, they are small
    But it would not make me tremble to see ten thousand fall
    Oh, to see ten thousand fall.
    The wars then being over, she went and looked around
    Among the dead and wounded, her darling boy she found
    Oh, her darling boy she found.
    She picked him up all in her arms and carried him to the town
    She sent for a physician who quickly healed his wounds
    Oh, who quickly healed his wounds.
    This couple, they got married, so well they did agree
    This couple, they got married, so why don't you and me
    Oh, so why don't you and me?