[00:00.000] 作词 : Shirley Collins[00:01.000] 作曲 : Shirley Collins[00:07.113]Well, dearest Polly, the war it has begun[00:14.843]And I will march along by the beating of the drum[00:24.342]Come dress yourself all in your best and come along with me[00:32.855]I'll take you to the war, my love, in Higher Germanie[00:43.355][00:49.849]I'll buy my Polly a pony and on it she shall ride[00:57.593]I'll buy my Polly a pony to ride all by my side[01:05.089]We'll stop at every alehouse and drink when we get dry[01:13.355]We'll be true to one each other and get married by and by[01:23.100][01:29.344]It's when I get to Plymouth town a bed for you I'll have[01:37.098]That shall be covered in roses and the roses shall be red[01:44.349]And when your baby it is born and smiling on your knee[01:54.356]You will think of lovely Will, love, in Higher Germanie[02:03.596][02:10.353]Oh, cursed are the cruel wars that ever they should rise[02:18.350]And out of Merry England press many a lad likewise.[02:27.351]They took my husband from me and all my brothers three,[02:36.592]And they sent them to the cruel wars in Higher Germanie.