| Song | Female Drummer |
| Artist | Steeleye Span |
| Album | Please To See The King |
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| 作词 : Carthy, Hart, Hutchings ... | |
| I was brought up in Yorkshire and when I was sixteen | |
| Oh I ran away to London and a soldier I became | |
| Chorus | |
| With me fine cap and feather, likewise me rattling drum | |
| They learned me to play upon the rub-a-dub-a-dum | |
| With me gentle waist so slender, me fingers long and small | |
| and to play upon the rub-a-dub the best of them all | |
| And so many were the pranks that I saw among the french | |
| And so boldly did I fight me boys although I'm but a wench | |
| And in buttoning up me trousers so often have I smiled | |
| To think I lay with a thousand men and a maiden all the while | |
| Chorus | |
| And they never found my secret out until this very hour | |
| When they sent me off to London to keep sentry o'er the Tower | |
| When a young girl fell in love with me and she found that I was a maid | |
| She went up to me officer me secret she betrayed | |
| Chorus | |
| He unbuttoned then my red tunic and he found that it was true | |
| ‘It's a shame | |
| , he says, ‘to lose a pretty drummer boy like you | |
| So now I must return to me mum and dad at home | |
| And along with me bold comrades it's no longer can I roam | |
| Chorus |
| zuo ci : Carthy, Hart, Hutchings ... | |
| I was brought up in Yorkshire and when I was sixteen | |
| Oh I ran away to London and a soldier I became | |
| Chorus | |
| With me fine cap and feather, likewise me rattling drum | |
| They learned me to play upon the rubadubadum | |
| With me gentle waist so slender, me fingers long and small | |
| and to play upon the rubadub the best of them all | |
| And so many were the pranks that I saw among the french | |
| And so boldly did I fight me boys although I' m but a wench | |
| And in buttoning up me trousers so often have I smiled | |
| To think I lay with a thousand men and a maiden all the while | |
| Chorus | |
| And they never found my secret out until this very hour | |
| When they sent me off to London to keep sentry o' er the Tower | |
| When a young girl fell in love with me and she found that I was a maid | |
| She went up to me officer me secret she betrayed | |
| Chorus | |
| He unbuttoned then my red tunic and he found that it was true | |
| ' It' s a shame | |
| , he says, ' to lose a pretty drummer boy like you | |
| So now I must return to me mum and dad at home | |
| And along with me bold comrades it' s no longer can I roam | |
| Chorus |
| zuò cí : Carthy, Hart, Hutchings ... | |
| I was brought up in Yorkshire and when I was sixteen | |
| Oh I ran away to London and a soldier I became | |
| Chorus | |
| With me fine cap and feather, likewise me rattling drum | |
| They learned me to play upon the rubadubadum | |
| With me gentle waist so slender, me fingers long and small | |
| and to play upon the rubadub the best of them all | |
| And so many were the pranks that I saw among the french | |
| And so boldly did I fight me boys although I' m but a wench | |
| And in buttoning up me trousers so often have I smiled | |
| To think I lay with a thousand men and a maiden all the while | |
| Chorus | |
| And they never found my secret out until this very hour | |
| When they sent me off to London to keep sentry o' er the Tower | |
| When a young girl fell in love with me and she found that I was a maid | |
| She went up to me officer me secret she betrayed | |
| Chorus | |
| He unbuttoned then my red tunic and he found that it was true | |
| ' It' s a shame | |
| , he says, ' to lose a pretty drummer boy like you | |
| So now I must return to me mum and dad at home | |
| And along with me bold comrades it' s no longer can I roam | |
| Chorus |