The Banks of the Lee
作词 : Silly Wizard
When two lovers meet down beside the green bower
When two lovers meet down beneath the green tree
When Mary, fond
Mary, declared to her lover "You have stolen my poor heart from the Banks of the Lee"
Chorus: I loved her very dearly, so true and sincerely
There was no one in this wide world
I loved better than she
Every bush, every bower, every sweet
Irish flower
Reminds me of my
Mary, on the banks of the
Lee. "Don't stay out late, love, on the moorlands, my Mary Don't stay out late, love, on the moorlands from me"
How little was our notion when we parted on the ocean
That we were forever parted from the
Banks of the
Lee Chorus
I will pluck her some roses, some blooming
Irish roses
I will pluck her some roses, the fairest that ever grew
And I'll leave them on the grave of my own true lovely
Mary In that cold and silent churchyard where she sleeps 'neath the dew
Chorus
The Banks of the LeeLRC歌词
作词 : Silly Wizard
When two lovers meet down beside the green bower
When two lovers meet down beneath the green tree
When Mary, fond
Mary, declared to her lover "You have stolen my poor heart from the Banks of the Lee"
Chorus: I loved her very dearly, so true and sincerely
There was no one in this wide world
I loved better than she
Every bush, every bower, every sweet
Irish flower
Reminds me of my
Mary, on the banks of the
Lee. "Don't stay out late, love, on the moorlands, my Mary Don't stay out late, love, on the moorlands from me"
How little was our notion when we parted on the ocean
That we were forever parted from the
Banks of the
Lee Chorus
I will pluck her some roses, some blooming
Irish roses
I will pluck her some roses, the fairest that ever grew
And I'll leave them on the grave of my own true lovely
Mary In that cold and silent churchyard where she sleeps 'neath the dew
Chorus
