Текст песни Sting - Cushie Butterfield
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I`m a broken-hearted keelmanand I`m o`er head in loveWith a young lass from GyetsidAnd I call `er my doveHer name`s Cushie ButterfieldAnd she sells yellow clayAnd `er cousins a muckmanAnd they call him Tom GrayCHORUSShe`s a big lassShe`s a bonny lassAnd she likes her beerAnd I call her Cushie ButterfieldAnd I wish she was hereHer eyes is like two holesIn a blanket burnt throughAnd her breath in the mornin`Would scare a young cooShe wears big galoshesAnd her stockings once was whiteAnd her bed gown it`s lilacAnd her hat`s never straightCHORUSCushie ButterfieldAa`s a broken hairted keel man and Aa`s ower heed in luvWiv a young lass in Gyetsid an Aa caal hor me duvHor nyem`s Cushie Butterfield and she sells Yalla clayAnd her cousin is a muckman and they caall im Tom Gray.Chorus- She`s a big lass an` a bonnie lass an` she likes hor beerAn they caall hor Cushie Butterfield an` aa wish she war heorHer eyes are like two holes in a blanket bornt throo,An` her brows in a mornin wad spyen a young coo;An` when aw heer her shootin "will ye buy ony clay,"Like a candy man`s trumpet, it steels ma young hart away.Ye`ll oft see hor doon at Sangit when the fresh harrin cims in,She`s like a bagfull o`saadust tied roond wiv a string;She weers big galoshes tee, an` hor stockins once was white,An` hor bedgoon it`s laelock, but hor hat`s nivver strite.ChorusWhan Aa axed hor te marry us, she started te laff;"Noo, nyen o`yor munkey tricks, for Aa like nee such chaff"Then she started a` blubblin` an` roared like a bull,An` the cheps on the Keel ses As`s nowt but a fyeul.ChorusShe sez "The chep that gets me`ll heh to work ivry day,An when he cums hyem at neets hell heh te gan an` seek clay;An` when he`s away seekin`t aal myek balls an` sing`Weel may the keel row that my laddies in !"ChorusNoo, aw heer she hes anuther chep, an` he hews at Shipcote`If aw thowt she wad deceive me, ah`d sure cut me throat;Aal doon the river sailin, ansing "Aam afloat,"Biddin addo te Cushy Butterfield an the chep at Shipcote.Chorus