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Sir Patrick Spens

アーティスト:Martin Carthy 

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Oh the king sits in Dunfermline town A-drinking the blood-red wine, Says, "Where will I get me a brave young skipper Sail this ship of mine?" And up and spoke an old, old man, Who sat at the king's right knee. He says, "Patrick Spens is the very best sailor Who ever did sail on the sea." So the king he has written him a long, long letter Sealed it with his hand, And he sent it along to Patrick Spens Who was walking down on the sand. And the very first line that Patrick read So loud, so loud laughed he, And the very next line that Patrick read Down he fell to his knee. "Oh, who is this, who has done this deed Telling the king on me, For to send us out this time of the year To sail on the salt, salt sea?" "To Norway, to far Norway, To Norway over the foam. It is the king's daughter of far Norway And we must bring her home." Now they set sail with all good speed On a Monday in the morn, And they have arrived far over the sea On a Wednesday in the eve. And they'd not been in far Norway A week but barely three, When all those lords of far Norway Began out aloud for to say: "Oh, you Scots foreigners spend our king's gold, Swallow up our money." "Oh, weary weary the tongue that lies, See how it lies on thee." "Make ready, ready my good men all, The little ship sails in the morn. Be it wind, be it wet, be it hail, be it sleet, Be it fair or deadly storm." But up and spoke our own weatherman, "I fear we'll all be drowned. For I saw the new moon late last night, The old moon in her arm." And they'd not sailed a league and a league,


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