Kitty of Coleraine 歌詞
Kitty of Coleraine - Bing Crosby (平克·勞斯)/Sonny Tufts
As beautiful Kitty one morning was tripping
With a pitcher of milk from the fair of Coleraine
When she saw him she stumbled
The pitcher it tumbled
And all the sweet buttermilk
Spilled on the plain
She said to me you know
Oh What shall I do now
Sure sure such a pitcher
I'll never own again
'Twas the pride of my dairy
Oh Barney McCleary
You're sent as a plague on
The girls of Coleraine
He shall a cold
He shall a cold
He shall a cold
I sat down beside her
And gently did chide her
That broken will teach her
Would give her such pain
A kiss then I gave her
And that I did leave her
She vowed for such pleasure
She'd break it again
'Twas haymaking season
I can't tell the reason
Misfortune will never come single 'tis plain
For very soon after poor Kitty's disaster
The divil a pitcher was left in Coleraine