笨小笨Lines on the Beck歌词由Bertie Anderson Haggart演唱，出自专辑《Poppyland Songs; Life on a Cliff Edge》，下面是《Lines on the Beck》完整版歌词！
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It's many years ago, they say
Since I began to run this way
And as no water can be found
By digging deep into the ground
To Mundesley I'm a gift divine.
Though in the eyes of few I shine.
Yet quietly I run along,
And do not mind the noisy throng
Of boys and girls who me frequent
And never ask why I was sent.
And men and women, too, are found
Who take supplies the year all round.
And never on the bended knee
Do thank the Lord for sending me.
And some complain too when they come
That I'm not nearer to their home;
And others say I'm not so clear
As water they have seen elsewhere.
But still to duty I attend.
Whether I please them or offend;
I'm free to all, whoever will
May all their empty vessels fill.
And still I run along the way
And serve the people day by day
And all the cattle I supply
That come and drink as I pass by.
And if I only stop one day
The people are in such a way
No water they can get for tea.
To wash their clothes
They must have me.
But now no longer I must stay
And talk the precious time away;
For I've a duty to fulfil.
And so must hasten to the mill
For there, I turn a ponderous wheel
And grind the precious grain to meal;
I run along a darksome cell
And lose the light I love so well.
But soon my liberty I find
And leave the horrid place behind;
I run along a darksome cell
And lose the light I love so well.
But soon my liberty I find
And leave the horrid place behind;
I run with one triumphant boast
Into the sea, and there I'm lost.
And mixing with the briny spray
I'm tossed about from day to day;
And so, as far as some can see
I never more shall be set free.
But lo!! I'm drawn again on high.
And float in clouds along the sky.
And soon descend in drops of rain
To refresh the thirsty plain.
And thus a witness I would be
Of Him, who still sustaineth me.
And with a soft sweet murmur tell
The Lord has ordered all things well.
Tom Thurlow, Shepherd
