
专辑:Rise, Heart
时间:2026-04-24
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My name is Captain Grant, and I may make bold to say
I’m one of the boldest heroes that goes on the highway;
And with my brace of pistols and my glittering broad-sword,
To ‘stand and deliver’ is always my word.
If you meet with a poor traveller who is hungry and dry
And if he craves for charity his wants I will supply;
Here’s ale and wine and brandy, till I’ve spent all my store,
And when my money is all gone I’ll boldly rob for more.
To Edinborough gaol then they marchèd me along.
There I was obliged to remain till my trial came along.
For shooting at the king I was then condemned to die,
But I never had a hand in that same robbery.
From Edinborough gaol then I made my way out
And those that did oppose me I put them to the rout;
All with my metal bullets I knocked the sentry down
And made my escape out of Edinborough town.
Then I took up my lodging in the centre of a wood,
But to my sad misfortune my powder it got wet,
And by a wicked woman, who did me there betray,
They had me surrounded, a-sleeping as I lay.
To Edinborough gaol then they marchèd me along.
There I was obliged to remain till my trial came along.
God bless my wife and family, and may they never want,
And ‘The Lord have mercy on my soul’ cries bold Captain Grant.