歌手头像-Peter Skellern

Abdul Abulbul Amir

音乐人: Peter Skellern

供谱者:wexman
[Verse 1]
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The sons of the Prophet are brave men and bold
                          A
And quite unaccustomed to fear,

But the bravest by far in the ranks of the Shah,
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Was Abdul Abulbul Amir.

[Verse 2]
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Now the heroes were plenty and well known to fame
                                   A
In the troops that were led by the Czar,

And the bravest of these was a man by the name
                  D
Of Ivan Skavinsky Skavar.

[Verse 3]
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One day this bold Russian had shouldered his gun
                              A
And donned his most truculent sneer,

Downtown he did go where he trod on the toe
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Of Abdul Abulbul Amir.

[Verse 4]
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Young man, roared Abdul, has life grown so dull
                          A
That you wish to end your career?

Vile infidel, know, you have trod on the toe
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Of Abdul Abulbul Amir.

[Verse 5]
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Said Ivan "My friend, your remarks in the end
                            A
Will avail you of little, I fear

For you ne'er will survive to repeat them alive
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Mr Abdul Abulbul Amir".

[Verse 6]
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So take your last look at the sunshine and brook
                             A
And send your regrets to the Czar

For by this I imply, you are going to die,
                     D
Count Ivan Skavinsky Skavar.

[Verse 7]
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They fought all that night neath the pale yellow moon;
                           A
The din, it was heard from afar,

And huge multitudes came, so great was the fame,
                  D
Of Abdul and Ivan Skavar.

[Verse 8]
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The Sultan drove by in his red-breasted fly,
                        A
Expecting the victor to cheer,

But he only drew nigh to hear the last sigh,
                 D
Of Abdul Abulbul Amir.

[Verse 9]
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Czar Petrovich too, in his spectacles blue,
                           A
Rode up in his new crested car

He arrived just in time to exchange a last line
                    D
With Ivan Skavinsky Skavar.

[Verse 10]
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There's a tomb rises up where the Blue Danube rolls,
                               A
And graved there in characters clear,

Are, "Stranger, when passing, oh pray for the soul
                 D
Of Abdul Abulbul Amir."

[Verse 11]
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A Muscovite maiden her lone vigil keeps,
                                      A
'Neath the light of the cold polar star,

And the name that she murmurs so oft as she weeps,
                  D
Is Ivan Skavinsky Skavar.
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