《The Little Grave》歌词

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The Little Grave (小坟墓) - John D. Loudermilk (约翰尼·迪伊)[00:00:00]

Written by：John D. Loudermilk[00:00:01]

On Christmas eve I went a walking out beyond the city gate[00:00:04]

For to fetch a fresh young pheasant for my darling's Christmas plate[00:00:12]

It was snowing oh so quietly and the woods were wide and soft[00:00:23]

Just the sound of snowflakes falling and the footsteps as I walked[00:00:32]

There I saw a fresh young pheasant and I shot and I killed him there[00:00:42]

And I heard a distant church bell as the bird fell from the air[00:00:53]

As I held his dying body the strangest thought came over me[00:01:23]

God had made this little body that I have killed on Christmas eve[00:01:31]

All the woods were dark and shadowed with the light the cold stars gave[00:01:42]

I sent a prayer to god in heaven and covered up the little grave[00:01:53]

And covered up the little grave[00:02:02]

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