The Three Butchers 歌詞
The Three Butchers - Pete Seeger
Written by：Traditional
Johnstone he was riding along
As fast as he could ride
When he thought he heard a woman
He heard a woman cry
Johnstone getting off his horse
Searching the woods all round
When he came upon a woman
With her hair bent to the ground
Oh woman dearest woman
Who brought you here for this far
Who that brought you here this morning
With her hair bent to the ground
It was three bold and struggling men
With swords gleaming on
Who that brought me here this morning
With me hair pinned to the ground
Johnstone being a man of his own
Being a man and bold
He taken off his soldiers cloak
To cover her from the cold
Johnstone getting on his horse
The woman gets on behind
They then rode down that lonesome highway
Their fortune for to find
They were riding along
Faster they could ride
When she blown her fingers to her lips
And gave three shivering cries
Out sprang three bold and strugling men
With swords gleaming on
Who let them on the Johnstone
And commanded him to stand
I will stop stand said Johnstone
I'll stop then said he
For I never was in all of my life
Afraid of any three
Johnstone killing two of them
Not watching the woman behind
While he was after the other one
She stabbed him from behind
They were free and a market day
People all passing by
Could that saw then this awful murder
Oh poor Johnstone die