[00:00.00] 作曲 : The Decemberists[00:08.12]Eli, the barrowboy, you're the old town[00:12.72]Sells coal and marigolds and he cries out all down the day[00:23.28]Below the tamarack she is crying[00:33.11]Corn cobs and candlewax for the buying, all down the day[00:43.83]Would I could afford to buy my love a fine robe[00:54.72]Made of gold and silk arabian thread[01:01.46]She is dead and gone and lying in a pine grove[01:09.44]And I must push my barrow all the day[01:14.91]And I must push my barrow all the day[01:22.31][01:45.35]Eli, the barrowboy, when they found him[01:51.87]Dressed all in corduroy, he had drowned in the river down the way[02:00.81]They laid his body down in a churchyard[02:11.13]But still when the moon is out, with his pushcart, he calls down the day[02:21.50]Would I could afford to buy my love a fine gown[02:33.09]Made of gold and silk arabian thread[02:39.70]But I am dead and gone and lying in a church ground[02:47.00]But still I push my barrow all the day[02:52.20]Still I push my barrow all the day[02:58.37][03:03.87]