About a maid I'll sing a song
Sing rickety tickety tin
About a maid I'll sing a song
Who didn't have her family long
Not only did she do them wrong
She did ev'ryone of them in them in
She did ev'ryone of them in
One morning in a fit of pique
Sing rickety tickety tin
One morning in a fit of pique
She drowned her father in the creek
The water tasted bad for a week
And we had to make do with gin with gin
We had to make do with gin
Her mother she could never stand
Sing rickety tickety tin
Her mother she cold never stand
And so a cyanide soup she planned
The mother died with a spoon in her hand
And her face in a hideous grin a grin
Her face in a hideous grin
She set her sister's hair on fire
Sing rickety tickety tin
She set her sister's hair on fire
And as the smoke and flame rose high'are
Danced around the funeral pyre
Playing' a violin olin
Playing' a violin
She weighted her brother down with stones
Rickety tickety tin
She weighted her brother down with stones
And sent him off to davy jones
All they ever found were some bones
And occasional pieces of skin of skin
Occasional pieces of skin
One day when she had nothing to do
Sing rickety tickety tin
One day when she had nothing to do
She cut her baby brother in two
And served him up as an irish stew
And invited the neighbors in bors in
Invited the neighbors in
And when at last the police came by
Sing rickety tickety tin
And when at last the police came by
Her little pranks she did not deny
To do so she would have had to lie
And lying she knew was a sin a sin
Lying she knew was a sin
My tragic tale I won't prolong
Rickety tickety tin
My tragic tale I won't prolong
And if you do not enjoy my song
You've yourselves to blame if it's too long
You should never have let me begin begin
You should never have let me begin

My Romance (Take 1)歌词

Bill Evans Trio

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[00:58.68]About a maid I'll sing a song
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[01:07.35]Sing rickety tickety tin
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[01:10.38]About a maid I'll sing a song
[01:12.81]Who didn't have her family long
[01:17.98]
[01:20.28]Not only did she do them wrong
[01:26.60]She did ev'ryone of them in them in
[01:28.66]
[01:30.13]She did ev'ryone of them in
[01:31.48]
[01:51.47]One morning in a fit of pique
[01:54.77]
[02:02.94]Sing rickety tickety tin
[02:04.60]One morning in a fit of pique
[02:08.15]
[02:11.38]She drowned her father in the creek
[02:15.62]
[02:16.20]The water tasted bad for a week
[02:22.50]
[02:28.17]And we had to make do with gin with gin
[02:33.64]
[02:39.33]We had to make do with gin
[02:43.38]
[02:45.53]Her mother she could never stand
[02:48.43]
[02:53.56]Sing rickety tickety tin
[02:55.09]
[03:03.49]Her mother she cold never stand
[03:05.88]
[03:17.88]And so a cyanide soup she planned
[03:21.51]
[03:27.25]The mother died with a spoon in her hand
[03:31.29]
[03:35.49]And her face in a hideous grin a grin
[03:38.77]
[03:42.99]Her face in a hideous grin
[03:46.85]
[03:48.47]She set her sister's hair on fire
[03:53.49]Sing rickety tickety tin
[03:55.75]
[03:56.82]She set her sister's hair on fire
[04:04.13]
[04:04.75]And as the smoke and flame rose high'are
[04:08.62]
[04:13.45]Danced around the funeral pyre
[04:17.76]
[04:18.32]Playing' a violin olin
[04:20.16]Playing' a violin
[04:21.95]
[04:24.04]She weighted her brother down with stones
[04:35.05]
[04:42.57]Rickety tickety tin
[04:43.34]
[04:44.23]She weighted her brother down with stones
[04:54.70]
[04:55.62]And sent him off to davy jones
[04:59.30]
[05:01.81]All they ever found were some bones
[05:07.30]And occasional pieces of skin of skin
[05:11.23]
[05:14.15]Occasional pieces of skin
[05:16.13]
[05:17.02]One day when she had nothing to do
[05:20.89]Sing rickety tickety tin
[05:22.52]
[05:24.60]One day when she had nothing to do
[05:27.32]
[05:28.31]She cut her baby brother in two
[05:31.29]And served him up as an irish stew
[05:34.80]And invited the neighbors in bors in
[05:40.46]Invited the neighbors in
[05:43.45]
[05:46.81]And when at last the police came by
[05:50.24]Sing rickety tickety tin
[05:52.31]
[05:53.66]And when at last the police came by
[05:55.52]
[05:57.14]Her little pranks she did not deny
[05:59.36]To do so she would have had to lie
[06:04.30]
[06:10.35]And lying she knew was a sin a sin
[06:15.28]
[06:18.23]Lying she knew was a sin
[06:20.49]
[06:22.65]My tragic tale I won't prolong
[06:25.51]
[06:32.43]Rickety tickety tin
[06:33.60]
[06:39.13]My tragic tale I won't prolong
[06:42.25]
[06:45.50]And if you do not enjoy my song
[06:49.40]
[06:55.15]You've yourselves to blame if it's too long
[07:00.30]
[07:04.16]You should never have let me begin begin
[07:07.24]You should never have let me begin