Buffy Sainte-Marie - Little Wheel Spin And Spin (2002) by Buffy Sainte-Marie (보컬) on maniadb.com

Little wheels spin and spin, big wheels turn around and around
Little wheels spin and spin, big wheels turn around and around
Little wheels spin and spin, big wheels turn around and around
Little wheels spin and spin, big wheels turn around and around
Merry Christmas, Jingle Bells
Christ is born and the devil?s in Hell
Hearts they shrink pockets swell
Everybody know and nobody tell
Little wheels spin and spin, big wheels turn around and around
Little wheels spin and spin, big wheels turn around and around
Little wheels spin and spin, big wheels turn around and around
Little wheels spin and spin, big wheels turn around and around
Oh the sins of Caesar's men
Cry the pious citizens
Who petty thieve the 5 and 10s
And the big wheels turn around and around
Little wheels spin and spin, big wheels turn around and around
Little wheels spin and spin, big wheels turn around and around
Little wheels spin and spin, big wheels turn around and around
Little wheels spin and spin, big wheels turn around and around
Blame the angels, blame the fates
Blame the Jews or your sister Kate
Teach your children how to hate
And the big wheels turn around and around
Little wheels spin and spin, big wheels turn around and around
Little wheels spin and spin, big wheels turn around and around
Little wheels spin and spin, big wheels turn around and around
Little wheels spin and spin, big wheels turn around and around
Turn your back on weeds you?ve hoed
Silly sinful seeds you?ve sowed
Add your straw to the camel?s load
Pray like Hell when your world explode
Little wheels spin and spin, big wheels turn around and around
Little wheels spin and spin, big wheels turn around and around
Little wheels spin and spin, big wheels turn around and around
Little wheels spin and spin, big wheels turn around and around
Swing your girl fiddler say
Later on the piper pay
Do see do, swing and sway
Dead will dance on judgment day
Little wheels spin and spin, big wheels turn around and around
Little wheels spin and spin, big wheels turn around and around
Little wheels spin and spin, big wheels turn around and around
Little wheels spin and spin, big wheels turn around and around

We are drifting and rolling along the road
Tryin' to bear my heavy load
Like a log that's been passed on the side
I'm so heavy and so tired

And I know me a few men in my time
None of them worth a lousy dime
And they make me work like a doggone slave
Won't be happy till I'm in my grave

And I've been drifting and rolling along the road
Tryin' to bear my heavy load
And like a log that's been passed on the side
I'm so heavy and so tired

My world you don't took it and torn it in two
Who'd ever thought it of a boy like you
It looked hot, I thought it was a sugar and spice
Salty water turned to ice

I've been drifting and rolling along the road
Tryin' to bear my heavy load
And like a log that's been passed on the side
I'm so heavy and so tired

Sweet William rose one morning bright
And dressed himself in blue
"Come tell to me the long lost love
Between Lady Margaret and you"

"I know no harm of Lady Margaret," said he
"And I hope she knows none of me
But tomorrow morning before eight o'clock
Lady Margaret my bride shall be"

As Lady Margaret was in her chamber high
A-combing up her hair
She spied sweet William and his bride
As they to the church drew near

She threw down her ivory comb
And tossed back her hair
And from the room a fair lady came
That was seen in there no more

The day being gone and the night being come
When most men were asleep
Sweet William spied Lady Margaret's ghost
A-standing at his bed feet

"How do you like your bed?" she said
"And how do you like your sheet?
And how do you like the fair lady
That lies in your arms asleep?"

"Very well do I like my bed," said he
"Very well do I like my sheet
But better do I like the fair lady
That is standing at my bed feet"

The night being gone and the day being come
When most men were awake
Sweet William said he was troubled in his head
From a dream he had last night

He called his weary waiting maids
By one, by two, by three
And last of all, with his bride's consent
Lady Margaret he went to see

He went unto the parlor door
He knocked until he made things ring
But none was so ready as her own dear brother
To arise and let him in

"Is Lady Margaret in the parlor?" said he
"Or is she in the hall
Or is she in her chamber high
Among the gay ladies all?"

"Lady Margaret is not in the parlor," said he
"She is neither in the hall
She is in her coffin
And a-lying by the wall"

"Tear down, tear down, those milk white sheets
They are made of silk so fine
That I may kiss Lady Margaret's cheek
For ofttimes she has kissed mine"

The first that he kissed was her rosy cheek
The next was her dimpled chin
The last of all was her clay-cold lips
That pierced his heart within

"Tear down, tear down those milk white sheets
They are made of silk so fine
Today they hang around Lady Margaret's corpse
And tomorrow they will hang around mine"

Lady Margaret died of pure, pure love
Sweet William died of sorrow
They are buried in one burying ground
Both side and side together

Out of her grave grew a red rose
And out of his a briar
They grew in a twining true lover's knot
The rose and the green briar

Winter boy, born on a snowy day
Came to me on a rainy afternoon

And there'd been summer love
Love I trusted far too well, got away and winter's spell
had broke my heart and left me all alone
And looking for a home to rest my weary heart
for just a while

Then I found it in the smile of a boy
A little boy with midnight in his hair
And promise in his eyes of days and nights still yet to be
Days and nights he'd cling to me

For I am winter's lady and he is winter's child

Though there be summers yet
And the smell of pine comes crying to my heart
Still my joy and my security will lie beside the boy of less impurity
The little boy with midnight in his hair
and diamonds in his eyes
Diamonds made of trust and love for me
and gleaming at me all the afternoon