《England》歌词

[00:00:02] Great Big Sea - England

[00:00:09] LRC by lzh ,from jiangxi pingxiang

[00:00:24] We shipped on board the Maryanne

[00:00:28] To find a better life

[00:00:32] And we walked across the water

[00:00:35] When she broke up on the ice

[00:00:39] We came ashore in Carbonear

[00:00:43] With nothing but our rights

[00:00:46] And I wondered if I e'er again

[00:00:50] Would see my London lights

[00:00:54] We were far from the shores of England

[00:00:57] Far from our children and wives

[00:01:01] To play our hand in the Newfoundland

[00:01:05] Where the wind cuts like a knife

[00:01:08] We were far from the shores of England

[00:01:15] We spend our days amid the waves

[00:01:18] Working water, hook and twine

[00:01:22] We would go for weeks with blistered cheeks

[00:01:26] Waiting for the sun to shine

[00:01:29] But as long as the sky hold over us

[00:01:33] We will not taste the brine

[00:01:37] And we'll curse the cod

[00:01:39] With the fear of God

[00:01:40] As we haul in every line

[00:01:44] We were far from the shores of England

[00:01:48] Far from our children and wives

[00:01:52] To play our hand in the Newfoundland

[00:01:55] Where the wind cuts like a knife

[00:01:59] We were far from the shores of England

[00:02:03] Far from our native soil

[00:02:06] To chase a wish and hunt the Fish

[00:02:10] And on the rocks to toil

[00:02:13] We were far from the shores of England

[00:02:32] Should we find Fortune's Favour

[00:02:36] And be spared from the gale

[00:02:40] We will live off honest labour

[00:02:43] With our hearts as big as sails

[00:02:47] But if I should die don't bury me

[00:02:51] Or leave me to the sea

[00:02:54] Please send my bones back to my home

[00:02:58] Where my spirit can be free

[00:03:02] We were far from the shores of England

[00:03:06] Far from our children and wives

[00:03:09] To play our hand in the Newfoundland

[00:03:13] Where the wind cuts like a knife

[00:03:17] We were far from the shores of England

[00:03:20] Far from our native soil

[00:03:24] To chase a wish and hunt the Fish

[00:03:28] And on the rocks to toil

[00:03:31] We were far from the shores of England