[00:00.000] 作曲 : Lesley Hale/Ken Thompson[00:00.000]Oh, me name it is Mark Bennett, I am a Yorkshire man.[00:07.000]I earn my living by my pen, tell a stirring tale I can.[00:14.000]But the one I tell you now, boys, was a writ by foolish men.[00:21.000]And the petals fell from the rose of York, never to bloom again.[00:29.000]Come all you young married men, you boys of the bulldog breed.[00:35.000]We're looking for the strong and brave, that's what Britannia needs.[00:41.000]And we'll fight the Hunnin' philanders and the Germans on the Seine.[00:48.000]And the petals fell from the rose of York, never to bloom again.[00:56.000]We first set out to Egypt, where the heat was hard to bear.[01:03.000]We were waiting for the call to France, for the Bosch were fighting there.[01:10.000]And we talked of what we'd do, boys, brothers, son and friend.[01:17.000]And the petals fell from the rose of York, never to bloom again.[01:25.000]At last we heard the push was on and we sailed across the Med.[01:31.000]We little thought in two weeks' time we'd most of us be dead.[01:37.000]And the girls at home would weep with a grief that's hard to mend.[01:44.000]And the petals fell from the rose of York, never to bloom again.[01:53.000]With shouts of joy we lads did charge towards the German wire.[01:59.000]Our handsome mate was the first to fall as the guns they opened fire.[02:05.000]His face no longer handsome on the barbed wire met his end.[02:12.000]And the petals fell from the rose of York, never to bloom again.[02:20.000]Well, we had a sergeant major, bold by nature, bold by name.[02:27.000]But the German guns don't pick and choose and bold died just the same.[02:33.000]And the other gallants followed their kind of lives to spend.[02:39.000]And the petals fell from the rose of York, never to bloom again.[02:48.000]Well, we did not want to lose you, but we thought you ought to go.[02:54.000]Your king and country needed you, Lord Kitchener told us so.[03:01.000]But the story now I've told you was a writ by foolish men.[03:08.000]And the petals fell from the rose of York, never to bloom again.[03:15.000]And the petals fell from the rose of York, never to bloom again.