[00:00.000] 作词 : Cait O’riordan/Jem Finer/Shane MacGowan/Spider Stacy[00:01.000] 作曲 : Cait O’riordan/Jem Finer/Shane MacGowan/Spider Stacy[00:08.702]It's of a gentleman soldier as sentry he did stand[00:11.999]He saluted a fair maiden by a waving of his hand[00:15.212]And then he boldly kissed her and he passed it off as a joke[00:18.314]He drilled her up in the sentry box, wrapped up in a soldier's cloak[00:21.239]And the drums are going a-rap-a-tap-tap[00:23.068]And the fifes, they loudly play[00:24.814]Fare thee well, Polly my dear[00:26.439]I must be going away[00:27.928]All night they tossed and tumbled till the morning did appear[00:31.125]The soldier rose, put on his clothes, and said "Farewell, my dear[00:34.441]For the drums are loudly beating, and the fifes they sweetly play[00:37.650]If it weren't for that, Polly my dear, with you I'd gladly stay"[00:40.954]And the drums are going a-rap-a-tap-tap[00:42.597]And the fifes, they loudly play[00:44.347]Fare thee well, Polly my dear[00:45.943]I must be going away[00:47.499]"If anyone comes a-courting you, you can treat them to a glass[00:50.821]If anyone comes a courting you, you can say you're a country lass[00:54.207]You don't have to tell them that you ever played this joke[00:57.287]That you got drilled in a sentry box, wrapped up in a soldier's cloak"[01:00.417]And the drums are going a-rap-a-tap-tap[01:02.171]And the fifes, they loudly play[01:04.027]Fare thee well, Polly my dear[01:05.603]I must be going away[01:13.900]"Now come you gentleman soldier! Won't you marry me?"[01:17.222]"Oh no, my dearest Polly, this thing can never be[01:20.580]For I've a wife already, and children I have three[01:23.789]Two wives are allowed in the army, but one's too many for me"[01:26.865]And the drums are going a-rap-a-tap-tap[01:28.623]And the fifes, they loudly play[01:30.367]Fare thee well, Polly my dear[01:31.992]I must be going away[01:33.546]"Oh come you gentleman soldier! Why didn't you tell me so?[01:36.868]Me parents will be angry when this they come to know"[01:40.113]And when nine months had been and gone, the poor girl, she brought shame[01:43.380]She had a little militia boy, and she didn't know his name[01:46.500]And the drums are going a-rap-a-tap-tap[01:48.250]And the fifes, they loudly play[01:50.020]Fare thee well, Polly my dear[01:51.643]I must be going away[01:53.047]And the drums are going a-rap-a-tap-tap[01:54.838]And the fifes, they loudly play[01:56.742]Fare thee well, Polly my dear[01:58.161]I must be going away