LRC歌词
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[ver:v1.0]
[ti:The Prisoner]
[ar:David McWilliams]
[al:Days At Dawn]
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[00:00.000]The Prisoner - David McWilliams
[00:23.730]I am a poor prisoner
[00:26.040]Arrested and tried
[00:30.010]For a crime I committed
[00:32.890]And the law I defied
[00:37.090]In hunger I stole
[00:39.800]Some lords bread and wine
[00:44.149]Was sat on his table
[00:46.919]That his household might dine
[00:54.898]I was held by his bondsman
[00:56.847]As I left by the gate
[01:00.626]Saying stand or I shoot
[01:03.786]On your head your own fate
[01:08.013]You have robbed of my master
[01:11.072]His wine and his bread
[01:15.272]And the fruit of your folly
[01:18.232]Be on your own head
[01:25.901]I was hungry I cried
[01:28.151]And what harm did I do
[01:32.121]For your master has more
[01:34.991]Than he ever will use
[01:39.471]And I have no money
[01:42.251]Like he has to hand
[01:46.561]Condemned by the law
[01:48.920]They have stolen my land
[01:57.190]He listened in silence
[01:59.390]But he paid me no heed
[02:03.170]And no point in my pleading
[02:06.429]Would he ever concede
[02:10.209]So before judge and jury
[02:13.329]To pay for my crime
[02:17.468]And to hope in their wisdom
[02:20.208]Some pity they'd find
[02:28.187]The judge found me guilty
[02:30.127]In all points of law
[02:34.037]And vile implications
[02:37.057]From my case did draw
[02:41.347]He called me a rebel
[02:44.087]And then did conclude
[02:48.347]He sentenced me
[02:50.127]Seven long years servitude
[02:58.877]And now I'm a prisoner
[03:01.007]Though I know not why
[03:05.237]In royal detention
[03:08.027]Till the queens peace I buy
[03:11.936]But no more I'll be told
[03:14.805]I'm unbonded and free
[03:19.145]And when I am discharged
[03:21.955]A rebel I'll be
文本歌词
The Prisoner - David McWilliams
I am a poor prisoner
Arrested and tried
For a crime I committed
And the law I defied
In hunger I stole
Some lords bread and wine
Was sat on his table
That his household might dine
I was held by his bondsman
As I left by the gate
Saying stand or I shoot
On your head your own fate
You have robbed of my master
His wine and his bread
And the fruit of your folly
Be on your own head
I was hungry I cried
And what harm did I do
For your master has more
Than he ever will use
And I have no money
Like he has to hand
Condemned by the law
They have stolen my land
He listened in silence
But he paid me no heed
And no point in my pleading
Would he ever concede
So before judge and jury
To pay for my crime
And to hope in their wisdom
Some pity they'd find
The judge found me guilty
In all points of law
And vile implications
From my case did draw
He called me a rebel
And then did conclude
He sentenced me
Seven long years servitude
And now I'm a prisoner
Though I know not why
In royal detention
Till the queens peace I buy
But no more I'll be told
I'm unbonded and free
And when I am discharged
A rebel I'll be