LRC歌词
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[ti:The Keg Of Brandy]
[ar:Karan Casey]
[al:Chasing The Sun]
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[00:00.000]The Keg Of Brandy - Karan Casey
[00:23.470]I'm always drunk and I'm seldom sober
[00:29.389]In constant roving from town to town
[00:35.638]But I am old now and my sporting is over
[00:41.877]So Molly a stór won't you lay me down
[00:47.877]Lay my head on a keg of brandy
[00:53.647]It is my fancy I do declare
[00:59.787]For while I'm drinking I'm always thinking
[01:05.867]Of lovely Molly from the County Clare
[01:12.357]The ripest apple is the soonest rotten
[01:18.267]And the warmest love is the soonest cold
[01:24.427]A young man's fancies are soon forgotten
[01:30.407]So beware young maid's and don't make so bold
[01:36.687]Lay my head on a keg of brandy
[01:42.887]It is my fancy I do declare
[01:48.767]For while I'm drinking I'm always thinking
[01:54.927]Of lovely Molly from the County Clare
[02:25.596]It's youth and folly makes young men marry
[02:31.286]It makes them tarry a long long day
[02:37.606]What can't be cured love must be endured love
[02:43.646]So farewell darling I am going away
[02:49.785]Lay my head on a keg of brandy
[02:55.615]It is my fancy I do declare
[03:01.575]For while I'm drinking I'm always thinking
[03:07.625]Of lovely Molly from the County Clare
文本歌词
The Keg Of Brandy - Karan Casey
I'm always drunk and I'm seldom sober
In constant roving from town to town
But I am old now and my sporting is over
So Molly a stór won't you lay me down
Lay my head on a keg of brandy
It is my fancy I do declare
For while I'm drinking I'm always thinking
Of lovely Molly from the County Clare
The ripest apple is the soonest rotten
And the warmest love is the soonest cold
A young man's fancies are soon forgotten
So beware young maid's and don't make so bold
Lay my head on a keg of brandy
It is my fancy I do declare
For while I'm drinking I'm always thinking
Of lovely Molly from the County Clare
It's youth and folly makes young men marry
It makes them tarry a long long day
What can't be cured love must be endured love
So farewell darling I am going away
Lay my head on a keg of brandy
It is my fancy I do declare
For while I'm drinking I'm always thinking
Of lovely Molly from the County Clare