标题:Whye Aye Man
标签: 总谱
艺人:Mark Knopfler
专辑:The Ragpicker's Dream
作词:Mark Knopfler
作曲:Mark Knopfler
指示:don't hesitate for corrections...
guitar 3 : capo=5 (sometimes disto...I think...) WE HAD NO WAY OF STAYING AFLOAT WE HAD TO LEAVE ON THE FERRY BOAT ECONOMIC REFUGEES ON THE RUN TO GERMANY WE HAD THE BACK OF MAGGIE'S HAND TIMES WERE TOUGH IN GEORDIELAND WE GOT WOR TOOLS AND WORKING GEAR AND HUMPED IT ALL FROM NEWCASTLE TO HERE WHY AYE MAN, WHY AYE, WHY AYE MAN WHY AYE MAN, WHY AYE, WHY AYE MAN WHY AYE MAN, WHY AYE, WHY AYE MAN WHY AYE MAN, WHY AYE, WHY AYE MAN WE'RE THE NOMAD TRIBES, TRAVELLING BOYS IN THE DUST AND DIRT AND THE RACKET AND THE NOISE DRILLS AND HAMMERS, DIGGERS AND PICKS MIXING CONCRETE, LAYING BRICKS THERE'S ENGLISH, IRISH, SCOTS, THE LOT UNITED NATION'S WHAT WE'VE GOT BRICKIES, CHIPPIES, EVERY TRADE GERMAN BUILDING, BRITISH-MADE WHY AYE MAN, WHY AYE, WHY AYE MAN WHY AYE MAN, WHY AYE, WHY AYE MAN WHY AYE MAN, WHY AYE, WHY AYE MAN WHY AYE MAN, WHY AYE, WHY AYE MAN NAE MORE WORK ON MAGGIE'S FARM HADAWAY DOWN THE AUTOBAHN MINE'S A PORTACABIN BED OR A BUNK IN A NISSEN HUT INSTEAD THERE'S PLENTY DEUTSCHMARKS HERE TO EARN AND GERMAN TARTS ARE WUNDERSCHOEN GERMAN BEER IS CHEMICAL-FREE GERMANY'S ALREET WITH ME SOMETIMES I MISS MY RIVER TYNE BUT YOU'RE MY PRETTY FRAULEIN TONIGHT WE'LL DRINK THE OLD TOWN DRY KEEP WOR SPIRIT LEVELS HIGH WHY AYE MAN, WHY AYE, WHY AYE MAN WHY AYE MAN, WHY AYE, WHY AYE MAN WHY AYE MAN, WHY AYE, WHY AYE MAN WHY AYE MAN, WHY AYE, WHY AYE MAN SOMETIMES I MISS MY RIVER TYNE BUT YOU'RE MY PRETTY FRAULEIN TONIGHT WE'LL DRINK THE OLD TOWN DRY KEEP WOR SPIRIT LEVELS HIGH
节拍: ♩ = 116
We had no way of staying afloat,
We had to leave on a ferryboat.
Economic refugees,
On the run to Germany.
We had the back of Maggie's hand,
Times were tough in Geordie-land.
We got our tools and working gear
And humped it all from Newcastle to here.
Why aye man.
Why aye, why aye man.
Why aye man,
Why aye, why aye man.
Why aye man.
Why aye, why aye man.
Why aye man,
Why aye, why aye man.
We're nomad tribes, travelling boys,
In the dust and dirt and the wrecking noise.
Drills and hammers, diggers and picks,
Mixing concrete, laying bricks.
There's English, Irish, Scots, the lot.
United Nations what we got.
Brickies, chippies, every trade.
German building, British made.
Why aye man.
Why aye, why aye man.
Why aye man,
Why aye, why aye man.
Why aye man.
Why aye, why aye man.
Why aye man,
Why aye, why aye man.
Nay more work on Maggie's farm.
Head away down the autobahn.
Mine's a Portakabin bed,
Or a bunk in a Nissen hut instead.
There's plenty Deutschmarks here to earn.
And German tarts are wunderschön.
German beer is chemical free.
Germany's alright with me.
Sometimes I miss my River Tyne,
But you're my pretty fraulein.
Tonight we'll drink the old town dry,
Keep our spirit levels high.
Why aye man.
Why aye, why aye man.
Why aye man,
Why aye, why aye man.
Why aye man.
Why aye, why aye man.
Why aye man,
Why aye, why aye man.
Sometimes I miss my River Tyne,
But you're my pretty fraulein.
Tonight we'll drink the old town dry,
Keep our spirit levels high.
Sometimes I miss my River Tyne,
But you're my pretty fraulein.
Tonight we'll drink the old town dry,
Keep our spirit levels high.