Ballad Of William Kidd Lyrics

Song	Ballad Of William Kidd
Artist	Running Wild
Album	The Rivalry
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	作曲 : Kasparek
	作词 : Kasparck
	He was born at the shore of
	Greenhock in the year 1645
	Ran away at the age of fourteen, to flee from his soul-killing life
	He signed on to sail the wild-winds
	But he worked down his hands and his knees
	He stood his test on the waters, so they said "He was bred to the sea"
	In 1697, the "Adventurer..." was setting its sails
	With the letter of marque and reprisal,
	Kidd was prepared for his trail
	They sailed the sea with the mission, to hunt down "Tew" and "Long Ben"
	A serious riot was rising, so
	Kidd struck down one of his men
	And he died!
	Blue-blooded men they fell from grace
	Piranhas eating their own
	They sacrificed at the altar of lies
	So fate took its course in the ballad of
	William Kidd
	The "Adventurer..." returned to her hometown,
	Kidd was forced to defence
	They charged him with looting and murder his patrons and generous friends
	He'd left his crew at
	St. Thomas, to guard his honour from shame
	But the lords they lied like a trooper, not to lose their own heads in the game
	Blue-blooded men they fell from grace
	Piranhas eating their own
	They sacrificed at the altar of lies
	So fate took its course in the ballad of
	William Kidd
	The lords testified, their unholy lies, to save their own heads from the gallows
	They sacrificed
	Kidd, they took him for a ride that conspiratorial fellows
	They judged him and they found him guilty of piracy of the high seas
	Betraying men of honour, you know lie and cheat as they please
	A case of judicial murder caused the death of a seafaring man
	Slanderous bunch of liars, to hell your souls will be damned
	Blue-blooded men they fell from grace
	Piranhas eating their own
	They sacrificed at the altar of lies
	So fate took its portentous course.
	What a shame!
	In the ballad of
	William Kidd [Dedicated to the memory of William Kidd]

	zuo qu : Kasparek
	zuo ci : Kasparck
	He was born at the shore of
	Greenhock in the year 1645
	Ran away at the age of fourteen, to flee from his soulkilling life
	He signed on to sail the wildwinds
	But he worked down his hands and his knees
	He stood his test on the waters, so they said " He was bred to the sea"
	In 1697, the " Adventurer..." was setting its sails
	With the letter of marque and reprisal,
	Kidd was prepared for his trail
	They sailed the sea with the mission, to hunt down " Tew" and " Long Ben"
	A serious riot was rising, so
	Kidd struck down one of his men
	And he died!
	Blueblooded men they fell from grace
	Piranhas eating their own
	They sacrificed at the altar of lies
	So fate took its course in the ballad of
	William Kidd
	The " Adventurer..." returned to her hometown,
	Kidd was forced to defence
	They charged him with looting and murder his patrons and generous friends
	He' d left his crew at
	St. Thomas, to guard his honour from shame
	But the lords they lied like a trooper, not to lose their own heads in the game
	Blueblooded men they fell from grace
	Piranhas eating their own
	They sacrificed at the altar of lies
	So fate took its course in the ballad of
	William Kidd
	The lords testified, their unholy lies, to save their own heads from the gallows
	They sacrificed
	Kidd, they took him for a ride that conspiratorial fellows
	They judged him and they found him guilty of piracy of the high seas
	Betraying men of honour, you know lie and cheat as they please
	A case of judicial murder caused the death of a seafaring man
	Slanderous bunch of liars, to hell your souls will be damned
	Blueblooded men they fell from grace
	Piranhas eating their own
	They sacrificed at the altar of lies
	So fate took its portentous course.
	What a shame!
	In the ballad of
	William Kidd Dedicated to the memory of William Kidd

	zuò qǔ : Kasparek
	zuò cí : Kasparck
	He was born at the shore of
	Greenhock in the year 1645
	Ran away at the age of fourteen, to flee from his soulkilling life
	He signed on to sail the wildwinds
	But he worked down his hands and his knees
	He stood his test on the waters, so they said " He was bred to the sea"
	In 1697, the " Adventurer..." was setting its sails
	With the letter of marque and reprisal,
	Kidd was prepared for his trail
	They sailed the sea with the mission, to hunt down " Tew" and " Long Ben"
	A serious riot was rising, so
	Kidd struck down one of his men
	And he died!
	Blueblooded men they fell from grace
	Piranhas eating their own
	They sacrificed at the altar of lies
	So fate took its course in the ballad of
	William Kidd
	The " Adventurer..." returned to her hometown,
	Kidd was forced to defence
	They charged him with looting and murder his patrons and generous friends
	He' d left his crew at
	St. Thomas, to guard his honour from shame
	But the lords they lied like a trooper, not to lose their own heads in the game
	Blueblooded men they fell from grace
	Piranhas eating their own
	They sacrificed at the altar of lies
	So fate took its course in the ballad of
	William Kidd
	The lords testified, their unholy lies, to save their own heads from the gallows
	They sacrificed
	Kidd, they took him for a ride that conspiratorial fellows
	They judged him and they found him guilty of piracy of the high seas
	Betraying men of honour, you know lie and cheat as they please
	A case of judicial murder caused the death of a seafaring man
	Slanderous bunch of liars, to hell your souls will be damned
	Blueblooded men they fell from grace
	Piranhas eating their own
	They sacrificed at the altar of lies
	So fate took its portentous course.
	What a shame!
	In the ballad of
	William Kidd Dedicated to the memory of William Kidd

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