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[00:00.00] 作曲 : Richard Thompson[00:13.57]I was nineteen when I came to town[00:15.70]They called in the Summer of Love[00:18.32]They were burningbabies, burning flags[00:20.76]The Hawks against the Doves[00:22.13][00:24.95]I took a job in the STeamie[00:26.70]Down on Cauldrum Street[00:28.26]I fell in love with a laundry girl[00:37.90]Was working next to me[00:39.15]She was a rare thing[00:40.46]Fine as a beeswing[00:42.21]So fine a breath of wind might blow her away[00:46.65]She was a lost child[00:48.90]She was running wild, she said[00:52.47]As long as there's no price on love, I'll stay[00:56.33][00:57.14]And you wouldn't want me any other way[01:00.58][01:11.92]Brown hair zig-zag round her face[01:14.04]And a look of half-surprise[01:16.48]Like a fox caught in the headlights[01:19.04]There was an animal in her eyes[01:23.10]She said, young man, O can't you see[01:25.54]I'm not the factory kind[01:28.04]If you don't take me out of here[01:30.72]I'll surely lose my miind[01:34.42]She was a rare thing[01:37.04]Fine as a beeswing[01:40.04]So fine a breath of wind might blow her away[01:45.41]She was a lost child[01:47.35]She was running wild, she said[01:50.61]As long as there's no price on love, I'll stay[01:55.67]And you wouldn't want me any other way[02:02.67][02:31.72]We busked around the market towns[02:34.23]And picked fruit down in Kent[02:36.72]And we could tinker lamps and pots[02:39.41]And knives wherever we went[02:43.28]And I said that we might settle down[02:45.84]Get a few acres dug[02:48.34]Fire burning in the hearth[02:50.90]And babies on the rug[02:54.97]She said O man, you foolish man[02:57.65]It surely sounds like hell[03:00.09]You might be lord of half the world[03:02.53]You'll not own me as well[03:06.41]She was a rare thing[03:09.09]Fine as a beeswing[03:11.47]So fine a breath of wind might blow her away[03:16.91]She was a lost child[03:19.17]She was running wild, she said[03:22.36]As long as there's no price on love, I'll stay[03:27.61]And you wouldn't want me any other way[03:30.42][03:36.59]We was camping down the Gower one time[03:38.34]The work was pretty good[03:40.78]She thought we shouldn't wait for frost[03:42.78]And I thought maybe we should[03:46.90]We were drinking more in those days[03:49.09]And tempers reached a pitch[03:52.03]Like a fool I let her run[03:54.60]With the rambling itch[03:58.28][04:10.36]Last I hear she's sleeping out[04:11.61]Back on Derby beat[04:12.98]White Horse in her hip pocket[04:13.98]And a wolfhound at her feet[04:16.55]And they say she even marriend once[04:19.11]A man named Romany Brown[04:22.36]But even a Gypsy caravan[04:24.42]Was too much settliing down[04:28.23]And they say her flower is faded now[04:30.92]Hard weather and hard booze[04:33.42]But maybe that's just hte price you pay[04:36.11]For the chains you refuse[04:40.73]She was a rare thing[04:43.17]Fine as a beeswing[04:45.73]And I missher more than ever words could say[04:50.86]If I could just taste[04:53.30]All of her wildness now[04:56.11]If I could hold her in my arms today[05:01.92]Then I wouldn't want her any other way