frank crumit《Abdul abdul amir》[MP3_LRC]

[00:00.00]90听音乐网 www.90T8.com  [00:01.17]Abdul Abulbul Amir - Frank Crumit [00:08.17]The sons of the Prophet [00:09.47]Were brave men and bold [00:11.32]And quite unaccustomed to fear [00:14.27]But the bravest by far [00:15.68]In the ranks of the Shah [00:17.94]Was Abdul Abulbul Amir [00:21.22]Now the heroes were plenty [00:22.89]And well known to fame [00:24.63]In the troops that were [00:25.84]Led by the Tsar [00:27.85]And the bravest of these [00:29.47]Was a man by the name [00:31.32]Of Ivan Skavinsky Skavar [00:34.73]One day this bold Russian [00:36.50]Had shouldered his gun [00:38.20]And donned his most truculent sneer [00:41.69]Downtown he did go where [00:43.43]He trod on the toe [00:45.30]Of Abdul Abulbul Amir [00:48.67]Young man quoth Abdul [00:50.09]Has life grown so dull [00:52.12]That you wish to end your career [00:55.45]Vile infidel know you have trod on the toe [00:58.98]Of Abdul Abulbul Amir [01:05.96]Said Ivan My friend your [01:07.52]Remarks in the end [01:09.14]Will avail you but little I fear [01:12.36]For you ne'er will survive [01:13.97]To repeat them alive [01:15.95]Mr Abdul Abulbul Amir [01:19.36]So take your last look [01:20.77]At sunshine and brook [01:22.86]And send your regrets to the Tsar [01:26.06]For by this I imply [01:27.78]You are going to die [01:29.87]Count Ivan Skavinsky Skavar [01:33.14]Then this bold Mameluke [01:34.57]Drew his trusty skibouk [01:36.69]With a cry of ***** Akbar [01:39.73]And with murderous intent [01:41.19]He ferociously went [01:43.38]For Ivan Skavinsky Skavar [01:47.01]They fought all that night [01:48.56]'Neath the pale yellow moon [01:50.25]The din it was heard from afar [01:53.51]And huge multitudes came [01:55.21]So great was the fame [01:57.24]Of Abdul and Ivan Skavar [02:04.41]As Abdul's long knife [02:05.73]Was extracting the life [02:07.44]In fact he was shouting Huzzah [02:10.80]He felt himself struck [02:12.73]By that wily Kalmyk [02:14.52]Count Ivan Skavinsky Skavar [02:18.03]The Sultan drove by in [02:19.63]His red breasted fly [02:21.51]Expecting the victor to cheer [02:24.69]But he only drew nigh [02:26.37]To hear the last sigh [02:28.43]Of Abdul Abulbul Amir [02:31.71]Tsar Petrovich too in [02:33.36]His spectacles blue [02:35.18]Rode up in his new crested car [02:38.52]He arrived just in time [02:40.32]To exchange a last line [02:42.26]With Ivan Skavinsky Skavar [02:45.72]There's a tomb rises up [02:47.15]Where the blue Danube flows [02:49.25]Engraved there in characters clear [02:52.61]Ah stranger when passing [02:54.48]Oh pray for the soul [02:56.42]Of Abdul Abulbul Amir [02:59.77]A Muscovite maiden her [03:01.65]Lone vigil keeps [03:03.22]'Neath the light of [03:04.34]The pale polar star [03:06.52]And the name that she [03:07.88]Murmurs so oft as she weeps [03:10.22]Is Ivan Skavinsky Skavar