[00:00.000] 作曲 : Traditional
[00:05.222] Oh have you heard the cruel news?
[00:07.743] Alas, it is too true:
[00:10.267] From Appomatox Courthouse,
[00:12.806] Went down a cross of Blue!
[00:15.384] Our armies have surrendered
[00:17.820] We fell to the Northern sway
[00:20.443] Forevermore forbidden is the wearing of the Gray!
[00:25.022] For the wearing of the Gray, for the wearing of the Gray,
[00:30.532] Forevermore forbidden is the wearing of the Gray!
[00:36.862] No more, on fields of battle,
[00:39.062] waves the banner of our pride
[00:41.870] In vain, beneath the Crimson Folds,
[00:44.494] Our Stuart and Jackson died.
[00:47.024] Like a meteor of the evening,
[00:49.467] That flag has passed away,
[00:51.999] And low are they who guarded it, the Wearers of the Gray.
[00:56.685] For the wearing of the Gray, for the wearing of the Gray,
[01:02.030] And low are they who guarded it, the Wearers of the Gray.
[01:08.486] Remember how we scattered them,
[01:11.010] Beneath the Mountains old
[01:13.483] And how we tossed the powers of strong,
[01:16.105] The valor of the bold!
[01:18.492] We flung them through the bloody gap,
[01:21.025] Alongst we bled the way.
[01:23.643] Remember this and never forsake the wearing of the Gray!
[01:28.369] For the wearing of the Gray, for the wearing of the Gray,
[01:33.798] Remember this and never forsake the wearing of the Gray!
[01:39.947] We have lost all but honor,
[01:42.241] Our green banners have no shame.
[01:45.047] Though beaten down by numbers,
[01:47.526] We keep our ancient fame.
[01:50.142] Though exiles from old Ireland,
[01:52.567] We in our homes will stay.
[01:55.228] We'll not forget our own dear land and proudly wear the Gray!
[02:00.007] For the wearing of the Gray, for the wearing of the Gray,
[02:05.290] We'll not forget our own dear land and proudly wear the Gray!
[02:11.645] Now honor to the soldier
[02:14.026] Who still is firm and true,
[02:16.597] and shame upon the Southern man
[02:19.118] Who wears the coat of Blue!
[02:21.649] While around the Blue Ridge Mountains,
[02:24.321] An evening mess shall play.
[02:26.847] We like the mountains never leave the wearing of the Gray!
[02:31.396] For the wearing of the Gray, for the wearing of the Gray,
[02:36.812] We like the mountains never leave the wearing of the Gray!
[02:41.858] Now here's to the Confederacy
[02:44.343] And comrades, true, who died!
[02:46.921] In the forefront of the battle,
[02:49.116] The Irish would not hide!
[02:51.736] When the Crimson Banner floats again,
[02:54.635] no more to pass away,
[02:57.115] Let a token of her victory be the wearing of the Gray!
[03:01.791] For the wearing of the Gray, for the wearing of the Gray,
[03:07.074] Let a token of her victory be the wearing of the Gray!
[03:11.890] For the wearing of the Gray, for the wearing of the Gray,
[03:17.323] Let a token of her victory be the wearing of the Gray!