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Data di rilascio: 18.05.2015
Linguaggio delle canzoni: inglese
The Farmer's Cursed Wife(originale) |
Well there was an old man who lived by the mill |
If he ain’t moved away he’s a livin' there still |
Singing Fie diddle-eye diddle-eye dye, diddle-eye diddle-eye day |
Well the devil he came to the field one day |
Said it’s your old woman I’m a gonna take away |
Singing Fie diddle-eye diddle-eye dye, diddle-eye diddle-eye day |
Oh take her oh take her with all of my heart |
And I hope to my soul that you’ll never never part |
Singing Fie diddle-eye diddle-eye dye, diddle-eye diddle-eye day |
Well he took the old lady all up in a sack |
And off to Hell they went clickety clack |
Singing Fie diddle-eye diddle-eye dye, diddle-eye diddle-eye day |
Well they got her on down about half of the road |
Says old lady you’re a devil of a load |
Singing Fie diddle-eye diddle-eye dye, diddle-eye diddle-eye day |
When he got her on down to the gates of hell |
Says punch up the fire, gonna scorch her well |
Singing Fie diddle-eye diddle-eye dye, diddle-eye diddle-eye day |
Nine little devils come a draggin' a chain |
She took it away and she knocked out their brains |
Singing Fie diddle-eye diddle-eye dye, diddle-eye diddle-eye day |
Ten little devils went a climbin' the wall |
Sayin' take her back Daddy she’s a murderin' us all |
Singing Fie diddle-eye diddle-eye dye, diddle-eye diddle-eye day |
Well she found the old man lying late in the bed |
She picked up the butter stick and paddled his head |
Singing Fie diddle-eye diddle-eye dye, diddle-eye diddle-eye day |
Away she went whistilin' over the hill |
If the devil won’t have me I wonder who will |
Singing Fie diddle-eye diddle-eye dye, diddle-eye diddle-eye day |
Well that goes to show you what a woman will do |
She’s worse than the devil and she’s worse than you |
Singing Fie diddle-eye diddle-eye dye, diddle-eye diddle-eye day |
(traduzione) |
Ebbene, c'era un vecchio che viveva vicino al mulino |
Se non si è trasferito, vive ancora lì |
Singing Fie diddle-eye diddle-eye dye, giorno diddle-eye diddle-eye |
Beh, diavolo, un giorno è venuto in campo |
Ha detto che è la tua vecchia che ti porterò via |
Singing Fie diddle-eye diddle-eye dye, giorno diddle-eye diddle-eye |
Oh prendila oh prendila con tutto il mio cuore |
E spero nella mia anima che non ti separerai mai |
Singing Fie diddle-eye diddle-eye dye, giorno diddle-eye diddle-eye |
Bene, ha portato la vecchia signora in un sacco |
E via all'inferno sono andati a segno |
Singing Fie diddle-eye diddle-eye dye, giorno diddle-eye diddle-eye |
Bene, l'hanno portata a giù per metà della strada |
Dice la vecchia signora che sei un diavolo di un carico |
Singing Fie diddle-eye diddle-eye dye, giorno diddle-eye diddle-eye |
Quando l'ha portata giù alle porte dell'inferno |
Dice di alzare il fuoco, la brucerò bene |
Singing Fie diddle-eye diddle-eye dye, giorno diddle-eye diddle-eye |
Nove diavoletti vengono trascinando una catena |
Lo ha portato via e ha messo fuori combattimento i loro cervelli |
Singing Fie diddle-eye diddle-eye dye, giorno diddle-eye diddle-eye |
Dieci diavoletti hanno scalato il muro |
Dicendo di riportarla indietro papà, ci sta uccidendo tutti |
Singing Fie diddle-eye diddle-eye dye, giorno diddle-eye diddle-eye |
Bene, ha trovato il vecchio sdraiato fino a tardi nel letto |
Raccolse il bastoncino di burro e gli sbatté la testa |
Singing Fie diddle-eye diddle-eye dye, giorno diddle-eye diddle-eye |
Andò via fischiettando sulla collina |
Se il diavolo non mi vuole, mi chiedo chi lo farà |
Singing Fie diddle-eye diddle-eye dye, giorno diddle-eye diddle-eye |
Bene, questo ti mostra cosa farà una donna |
È peggio del diavolo ed è peggio di te |
Singing Fie diddle-eye diddle-eye dye, giorno diddle-eye diddle-eye |