文本歌词

Sarah Brightman - The Plough Boy
Written by：Shield William/Britten Benjamin
A flaxen headed cowboy
As simple as may be
And next a merry plough boy
I whistled o'er the lea
But now a saucy footman
I strut in worsted lace
And soon I'll be a butler
And whey my jolly face
When steward I'm promoted
I'll snip the tradesmen's bill
My master's coffers empty
My pockets for to fill
When lolling in my charlot so great a man I'll be
So great a man so great a man
So great a man I'll be
You'll forget the little plough boy
Who whistled o'er the lea
You'll forget the little plough boy
Who whistled o'er the lea
I'll buy votes at elections
And when I've made the pelf
I'll stand poll for the parliament
And then vote in myself
Whetever's good for me sir
I never will oppose
When all my ayes are sold off
Why then I'll sell my noes
I'll joke harangue and paragraph
With speeches charm the ear
And when I'm tired on my legs
Then I'll sit down a peer
In court or city honour
So great a man I'll be
So great a man so great a man
So great a man I'll be
You'll forget the little plough boy
Who whistled o'er the lea
You'll forget the little plough boy
Who whistled o'er the lea