L'art de la rue : McColl/Lowry, encore

L. S. Lowry - A Beggar

Ewan McColl - To the Beggin' I Will Go (trad.)

 

Of all the trades in England the beggin' is the best
For when a beggar's tired, he can sit him down and rest
And a-beggin' I will go-o-o
And a-beggin' I will go
 

I've a poke for me salt an another for me malt
I've a pair of little crutches, you should see how I can halt
And a-beggin' I will go-o-o
And a-beggin' I will go


They're patches on me fusti cloak, there's a black patch on me knee
But when it comes to Dublin here, I can say as well as they
And a-beggin' I will go
And a-beggin' I will go


Me britches they are nobbut holеs but me heart is free of care
As long as I'vе a belly full me backside can get bare
And a-beggin' I will go
And a-beggin' I will go

 

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De L. S. Lowry, déjà. Et à propos d'Ewan McColl, déjà aussi.