Тональность: D major
Verse 1
C
The run, the run, she is the king
The eagle says she's no such thing
Up with the kettle and down with the pan
On a cold and frosty morning
As I was going to kill the ball
I met her in upon the wall
Up in me wattle and knocked him down
And brought him into Carrick Town
Rolling, trolling, where's your nest?
It's in the bush, the isle of Bess
In the tree, the holly tree
Where all the boys do follow me
Up with the kettle and down with the pan,
And give us a penny to bury the ram.
I followed the ram three miles or more,
Three miles or more, three miles or more,
I followed the ram three miles or more,
At six o 'clock in the mornin'.
I have a little box under me arm,
Bb
C
Under me arm, un der me arm,
I have a little box under me arm,
A penny or two, so do it no harm.
The ram, the ram, the king of all birds,
D
C
His deepest day was cut in the first,
So though we was Italy's
honour was great,
Jump up me lads and give us a drink.
The ran, the ran, she is the king,
The eagle says she's no such thing.
Up with the kettle and
down with the pan,
On the cold and frosty mornin'.
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