| Song | The Barley and the Rye |
| Artist | Martin Carthy |
| Album | Martin Carthy |
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| 作词 : Traditional | |
| It's of an old country farmer who lived in the West Country, | |
| And he had the prettiest little wife that ever you did see, | |
| And the young man came a-courting her when the old man he wasn't nigh, | |
| And ofttimes they would take a tumble amongst the barley and the rye. | |
| Now when the old man woke in the morning, and he found himself all alone | |
| Well he look'd out of the window, and he spied his wife in the corn, | |
| And the young man lay beside her, and it caused the old man to cry | |
| He says, “Wife, wife, I wonder at you, for spoiling of my rye!” | |
| “Oh husband,” she says, “Oh husband, it's the like I've ne'er done before | |
| But if you have got one friend, I have another one in store | |
| He's a friend, love, that will not deceive you, if you will him employ, | |
| He's got money enough, love, for to pay you for our barley and our rye.” |
| zuo ci : Traditional | |
| It' s of an old country farmer who lived in the West Country, | |
| And he had the prettiest little wife that ever you did see, | |
| And the young man came acourting her when the old man he wasn' t nigh, | |
| And ofttimes they would take a tumble amongst the barley and the rye. | |
| Now when the old man woke in the morning, and he found himself all alone | |
| Well he look' d out of the window, and he spied his wife in the corn, | |
| And the young man lay beside her, and it caused the old man to cry | |
| He says, " Wife, wife, I wonder at you, for spoiling of my rye!" | |
| " Oh husband," she says, " Oh husband, it' s the like I' ve ne' er done before | |
| But if you have got one friend, I have another one in store | |
| He' s a friend, love, that will not deceive you, if you will him employ, | |
| He' s got money enough, love, for to pay you for our barley and our rye." |
| zuò cí : Traditional | |
| It' s of an old country farmer who lived in the West Country, | |
| And he had the prettiest little wife that ever you did see, | |
| And the young man came acourting her when the old man he wasn' t nigh, | |
| And ofttimes they would take a tumble amongst the barley and the rye. | |
| Now when the old man woke in the morning, and he found himself all alone | |
| Well he look' d out of the window, and he spied his wife in the corn, | |
| And the young man lay beside her, and it caused the old man to cry | |
| He says, " Wife, wife, I wonder at you, for spoiling of my rye!" | |
| " Oh husband," she says, " Oh husband, it' s the like I' ve ne' er done before | |
| But if you have got one friend, I have another one in store | |
| He' s a friend, love, that will not deceive you, if you will him employ, | |
| He' s got money enough, love, for to pay you for our barley and our rye." |