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  • 作曲 : Traditional
    MacColl-Traditional
    A' the week your man's awa'
    And a' the week you bide your lane
    A' the time you're waiting for
    The minute that he's comin' hame
    Ye ken whit why he has tae work
    Ye ken the hours he has tae keep
    And yet it's making you angry when
    Ye see him just come hame tae sleep
    Through the months and through the years
    While you're bringing up the bairns
    Your man's awa' tae here and there
    Followin' the shoals of herring
    And when he's back there's nets tae mend
    You've maybe got a score or twa
    And when they're done he'll rise and say
    Wife it's time I was awa'
    Work and wait and dree your weird
    Pin yer faith in herrin' sales
    And oftimes lie awake at nicht
    In fear and dread of winter gales
    But men maun work tae earn their breid
    And men maun sweat to gain their fee
    And fishermen will aye gang oot
    As long as fish swim in the sea
    A' the week your man's awa'
    And a' the week you bide your lane
    A' the time you're waiting for
    The minute that he's comin' hame
    Ye ken whit why he has tae work
    Ye ken the hours he has tae keep
    And yet it's making you angry when
    Ye see him just come hame tae sleep
  • 作曲 : Traditional
    MacColl-Traditional
    A' the week your man's awa'
    And a' the week you bide your lane
    A' the time you're waiting for
    The minute that he's comin' hame
    Ye ken whit why he has tae work
    Ye ken the hours he has tae keep
    And yet it's making you angry when
    Ye see him just come hame tae sleep
    Through the months and through the years
    While you're bringing up the bairns
    Your man's awa' tae here and there
    Followin' the shoals of herring
    And when he's back there's nets tae mend
    You've maybe got a score or twa
    And when they're done he'll rise and say
    Wife it's time I was awa'
    Work and wait and dree your weird
    Pin yer faith in herrin' sales
    And oftimes lie awake at nicht
    In fear and dread of winter gales
    But men maun work tae earn their breid
    And men maun sweat to gain their fee
    And fishermen will aye gang oot
    As long as fish swim in the sea
    A' the week your man's awa'
    And a' the week you bide your lane
    A' the time you're waiting for
    The minute that he's comin' hame
    Ye ken whit why he has tae work
    Ye ken the hours he has tae keep
    And yet it's making you angry when
    Ye see him just come hame tae sleep