| Song | Once I Knew A Pretty Girl |
| Artist | Joan Baez |
| Album | Joan Baez, Vol. Ii |
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| 作词 : Traditional | |
| Once I knew a pretty girl | |
| I loved her as my life | |
| I'd gladly give my heart and hand | |
| To make her my wife | |
| Ooh, to make her my wife | |
| She took me by the hand | |
| She led me to the door | |
| She put her arms around me | |
| Saying, "Please don't come no more" | |
| Ooh, Please, come no more | |
| Well, I'd not been gone | |
| But about six months | |
| When she did complain | |
| And she wrote me a letter | |
| Saying, "please come back again." | |
| Ooh, Please, come again | |
| So I sent her an answer | |
| Just for to let her know | |
| That no young man should venture | |
| Where once he could not go | |
| Ooh, Where once he could not go. | |
| So come all you young lovers | |
| Take a warning from me | |
| And never hang your affections | |
| On a green, growing tree | |
| Ooh, on a green, growing tree | |
| For the leaves they will wither | |
| Roots will decay | |
| And the beauty of a young girl | |
| Will soon fade away | |
| Ooh, will soon fade away |
| zuo ci : Traditional | |
| Once I knew a pretty girl | |
| I loved her as my life | |
| I' d gladly give my heart and hand | |
| To make her my wife | |
| Ooh, to make her my wife | |
| She took me by the hand | |
| She led me to the door | |
| She put her arms around me | |
| Saying, " Please don' t come no more" | |
| Ooh, Please, come no more | |
| Well, I' d not been gone | |
| But about six months | |
| When she did complain | |
| And she wrote me a letter | |
| Saying, " please come back again." | |
| Ooh, Please, come again | |
| So I sent her an answer | |
| Just for to let her know | |
| That no young man should venture | |
| Where once he could not go | |
| Ooh, Where once he could not go. | |
| So come all you young lovers | |
| Take a warning from me | |
| And never hang your affections | |
| On a green, growing tree | |
| Ooh, on a green, growing tree | |
| For the leaves they will wither | |
| Roots will decay | |
| And the beauty of a young girl | |
| Will soon fade away | |
| Ooh, will soon fade away |
| zuò cí : Traditional | |
| Once I knew a pretty girl | |
| I loved her as my life | |
| I' d gladly give my heart and hand | |
| To make her my wife | |
| Ooh, to make her my wife | |
| She took me by the hand | |
| She led me to the door | |
| She put her arms around me | |
| Saying, " Please don' t come no more" | |
| Ooh, Please, come no more | |
| Well, I' d not been gone | |
| But about six months | |
| When she did complain | |
| And she wrote me a letter | |
| Saying, " please come back again." | |
| Ooh, Please, come again | |
| So I sent her an answer | |
| Just for to let her know | |
| That no young man should venture | |
| Where once he could not go | |
| Ooh, Where once he could not go. | |
| So come all you young lovers | |
| Take a warning from me | |
| And never hang your affections | |
| On a green, growing tree | |
| Ooh, on a green, growing tree | |
| For the leaves they will wither | |
| Roots will decay | |
| And the beauty of a young girl | |
| Will soon fade away | |
| Ooh, will soon fade away |