The Poor Ditching Boy - Richard Thompson.mp3

The Poor Ditching Boy - Richard Thompson.mp3
The Poor Ditching Boy-Richard Thompson (无损音质) 专享
[00:13.26]Was there ever ...
[00:13.26]Was there ever a winter so cold and so sad
[00:19.05]The river too weary to flood
[00:24.42]The storming wind cut through to my skin
[00:33.75]But she cut through to my blood
[00:37.50]I was looking for trouble to tangle my line
[00:43.29]But trouble came looking for me
[00:48.48]I knew I was standing on treacherous ground
[00:54.00]I was sinking too fast to run free
[00:57.54]With her scheming, idle ways
[01:04.95]She left me poor enough
[01:10.38]The storming wind cut through to my skin
[01:15.72]But she cut through to my blood
[01:21.15]I would not be asking, I would not be seen
[01:27.03]A-beggin’ on mountain or hill
[01:31.68]But I’m ready and blind with my hands tied behind
[01:38.34]I’ve neither a mind nor a will
[01:42.78]With her scheming, idle ways
[01:48.84]She left me poor enough
[01:54.33]The storming wind cut through to my skin
[01:59.88]But she cut through to my blood
[02:07.77]It’s bitter the need of the poor ditching boy
[02:13.50]He’ll always believe what they say
[02:18.78]They tell him it’s hard to be honest and true
[02:24.12]Does he mind if he doesn’t get paid?
[02:30.00]With her scheming, idle ways
[02:35.64]She left me poor enough
[02:41.31]The storming wind cut through to my skin
[02:48.03]But she cut through to my blood
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