Lirik Lagu Down In A Willow Garden (Traditional Version) - Nick Cave & The Bad Seed
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TIPS PENCARIAN LIRIK FAVORIT ANDA
ANDA MENGETAHUI JUDUL DAN NAMA PENYANYI
- Ketikkan nama penyanyi dan judul lagu, berikan tanda kutip di judul lagu, misal: Yovie "Menjaga Hati";
- bila tidak berhasil, coba untuk mengilangkan tanda kutip, misal: Yovie Menjaga Hati; atau
- dapat juga dengan mengeklik menu A B C D.., lalu cari berdasarkan nama artis. Yovie dimulai dengan Y, klik Y. Lihat daftar lagu, dan dapatkan yang Anda cari.
ANDA TAK MENGETAHUI JUDUL LAGU, TAPI MENGETAHUI NAMA PENYANYI
- Ketik nama penyanyi, misal: YOVIE, akan muncul banyak halaman, telusuri dan pilih dari halaman-halaman tersebut; atau
- klik menu A B C D E ... berdasarkan nama artis Y, cari Yovie, dan cari lirik yang Anda cari.
ANDA TAK MENGETAHUI JUDUL LAGU, TAPI MENGETAHUI SYAIR
- Ketikkan penggalan syair yang Anda ketahui, misal:
Tanpamu tiada berarti
Tak mampu lagi berdiri
Cahaya kasihmu menuntunku
Kembali dalam dekapan tanganmu - Masukkan kata-kata penting. Misal: tiada berarti berdiri cahaya dekapan.
- Hindari kata-kata yang berkemungkinan memiliki ada dua versi atau lebih. Misal: tanpamu dapat ditulis tanpa mu.
TETAP TIDAK DAPAT MENEMUKAN LIRIK YANG ANDA CARI
- Pilih menu A B C D E ... berdasarkan nama artis atau judul lagu.
- Bila masih tidak dapat menemukan lirik yang Anda cari, mungkin kami bisa membantu Anda. Silakan menghubungi kami.
Down in a willow gardenWhere me and my love did meet,'Twas there we sat a courtingMy love dropped off to sleep.
I had a bottle of the Burglar's wineWhich my true love did not know,And so I poisoned that dear little girlDown under the bank below.
I stobbed her with a dagger,Which was a bloody knife,I threw her in the river,Which was a dreadful sight.
My father often told meThat money would set me free,If I would murder that dear little girlWhose name was Rose Connelly.
And now he sits in his own cottage door,a wiping his weeping eye,And now he waits for his own dear son,Upon the scaffold high.
My race is run beneath the sun,Lo, hell's now waiting for me,For I have murdered that dear little girlWhose name was Rose Connelly.
I had a bottle of the Burglar's wineWhich my true love did not know,And so I poisoned that dear little girlDown under the bank below.
I stobbed her with a dagger,Which was a bloody knife,I threw her in the river,Which was a dreadful sight.
My father often told meThat money would set me free,If I would murder that dear little girlWhose name was Rose Connelly.
And now he sits in his own cottage door,a wiping his weeping eye,And now he waits for his own dear son,Upon the scaffold high.
My race is run beneath the sun,Lo, hell's now waiting for me,For I have murdered that dear little girlWhose name was Rose Connelly.
