《Ballads of the Bush: Mulga Bill’s Bicycle》歌词

[00:00:00] 2. Mulga Bill's Bicycle - Sydney Symphony Orchestra (悉尼交响乐团)/Gavin Lockley/Sharolyn Kimmorley/Paul Laszlo

[00:00:02] Written by：Gavin Lockley/Banjo Patterson

[00:00:04] 'Twas Mulga Bill from Eaglehawk that caught the cycling craze

[00:00:08] He turned away the good old horse that served him many days

[00:00:12] He dressed himself in cycling clothes resplendent to be seen

[00:00:16] He hurried off to town and bought a shining new machine

[00:00:20] And as he wheeled it through the door with air of lordly pride

[00:00:24] The grinning shop assistant said excuse me can you ride

[00:00:29] See here young man said Mulga Bill from Walgett to the sea

[00:00:33] From Conroy's Gap to Castlereagh there's none can ride like me

[00:00:37] I'm good all round at everything as everybody knows

[00:00:41] Although I'm not the one to talk I hate a man that blows

[00:00:45] But riding is my special gift my chiefest sole delight

[00:00:49] Just ask a wild duck can it swim a wildcat can it fight

[00:00:53] There's nothing clothed in hair or hide or built of flesh or steel

[00:00:57] There's nothing walks or jumps or runs on axle hoof or wheel

[00:01:01] But what I'll sit while hide will hold and girths and straps are tight

[00:01:05] I'll ride this here two wheeled concern right straight away at sight

[00:01:10] 'Twas Mulga Bill from Eaglehawk that sought his own abode

[00:01:14] That perched above Dead Man's Creek beside the mountain road

[00:01:18] He turned the cycle down the hill and mounted for the fray

[00:01:22] But 'ere he'd gone a dozen yards it bolted clean away

[00:01:28] It left the track and through the trees just like a silver steak

[00:01:32] It whistled down the awful slope towards the Dead Man's Creek

[00:01:36] It shaved a stump by half an inch it dodged a big white-box

[00:01:40] The very wallaroos in fright went scrambling up the rocks

[00:01:44] The wombats hiding in their caves dug deeper underground

[00:01:48] As Mulga Bill as white as chalk sat tight to every bound

[00:01:52] It struck a stone and gave a spring that cleared a fallen tree

[00:01:57] It raced beside a precipice as close as close could be

[00:02:00] And then as Mulga Bill let out one last despairing shriek

[00:02:04] It made a leap of twenty feet into the Dean Man's Creek

[00:02:12] 'Twas Mulga Bill from Eaglehawk that slowly swam ashore

[00:02:17] He said I've had some narrer shaves and lively rides before

[00:02:21] I've rode a wild bull round a yard to win a five-pound bet

[00:02:25] But this was the most awful ride that I've encountered yet

[00:02:29] I'll give that two-wheeled outlaw best it's shaken all my nerve

[00:02:33] To feel it whistle through the air and plunge and buck and swerve

[00:02:38] It's safe at rest in Dead Man's Creek we'll leave it lying still

[00:02:42] A horse's back is good enough henceforth for Mulga Bill