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  • 作词 : Bowie
    Artist:david bowie
    Songs Title:please mr. gravedigger

    There's a little churchyard just along the way
    It used to be lambeth's finest array
    Of tombstones, epitaphs, wreaths, flowers all that jazz
    Till the war came along and someone dropped a bomb on the lot

    And in this little yard, there's a little old man
    With a little shovel in his little bitty hand
    He seems to spend all his days puffing fags and digging graves
    He hates the reverend vicar and he lives all alone in his home

    Ah-choo ! excuse me
    Please mr. gravedigger, don't feel ashamed
    As you dig little holes for the dead and the maimed
    Please mr. gravedigger, i couldn't care
    If you found a golden locket full of some girl's hair
    And you put it in your pocket
    God, it's pouring down
    Her mother doesn't know about your sentimental joy
    She thinks it's down below with the rest of her toys
    And ma wouldn't understand, so i won't tell
    So keep your golden locket all safely hid away in your pocket

    Yes, mr. gd, you see me every day , st ....ah choo !
    Standing in the same spot by a certain grave
    Mary-ann was only 10, full of life and oh so gay
    And i was the wicked man who took her life away
    Very selfish, oh god
    No, mr. gd, you won't tell
    And just to make sure that you keep it to yourself
    I've started digging holes myself
    And this one here's for you

    Lifted our girl, she apparently doesn't know of it

    Hello misses, thought she'd be a little girl
    Bloody obscene, catch pneumonia or something in this rain
  • [00:00.000] 作词 : Bowie
    [00:01.39]Artist:david bowie
    [00:06.21]Songs Title:please mr. gravedigger
    [00:14.76]
    [00:26.10]There's a little churchyard just along the way
    [00:29.78]It used to be lambeth's finest array
    [00:32.98]Of tombstones, epitaphs, wreaths, flowers all that jazz
    [00:37.06]Till the war came along and someone dropped a bomb on the lot
    [00:40.95]
    [00:43.26]And in this little yard, there's a little old man
    [00:47.00]With a little shovel in his little bitty hand
    [00:50.63]He seems to spend all his days puffing fags and digging graves
    [00:54.45]He hates the reverend vicar and he lives all alone in his home
    [00:59.28]
    [01:00.16]Ah-choo ! excuse me
    [01:03.48]Please mr. gravedigger, don't feel ashamed
    [01:06.16]As you dig little holes for the dead and the maimed
    [01:10.91]Please mr. gravedigger, i couldn't care
    [01:13.84]If you found a golden locket full of some girl's hair
    [01:17.47]And you put it in your pocket
    [01:20.03]God, it's pouring down
    [01:22.73]Her mother doesn't know about your sentimental joy
    [01:26.28]She thinks it's down below with the rest of her toys
    [01:30.03]And ma wouldn't understand, so i won't tell
    [01:33.46]So keep your golden locket all safely hid away in your pocket
    [01:37.96]
    [01:40.32]Yes, mr. gd, you see me every day , st ....ah choo !
    [01:45.56]Standing in the same spot by a certain grave
    [01:49.00]Mary-ann was only 10, full of life and oh so gay
    [01:52.75]And i was the wicked man who took her life away
    [01:56.20]Very selfish, oh god
    [02:00.01]No, mr. gd, you won't tell
    [02:03.29]And just to make sure that you keep it to yourself
    [02:06.59]I've started digging holes myself
    [02:08.65]And this one here's for you
    [02:12.90]
    [02:15.08]Lifted our girl, she apparently doesn't know of it
    [02:19.57]
    [02:20.25]Hello misses, thought she'd be a little girl
    [02:23.75]Bloody obscene, catch pneumonia or something in this rain