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Clyde Water

アーティスト:Nic Jones  アルバム:Unearthed 

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Willie sits in his stable door And he's combing his coal-black steed, Doubting on fair Margaret's love And his heart began to bleed, "Give corn unto my horse, mother, And meat to my man John, And I'll away to fair Margaret's bower Before the night comes on." "Stay at home with me, dear Willie, Oh stay at home with me, In the deepest part of the Clyde water Then you shall drowned be." "Oh the good steed I ride upon Cost me thrice thirty pounds, I'll put trust in his swift feet To take me safe and sound." He's ridden o'er high, high hill And he's down yon dowie den, And the rushing the Clyde water Would have feared five hundred men, "O roaring Clyde, you roar so loud Your streams are wondrous strong, Make me a wreck as I come back And spare me as I'm going." Oh and when he's got to Margaret's bower, He's turled low on the pin. Saying "Rise up, me good Margaret, Rise up and let me in." "Oh who is this at my bower door, Calling May Margaret's name?" "It's only your first love, little William, This night come to her home." "Open up your castle gates, Open and let me in, For me boots they are full of the Clyde water And I'm frozen to the skin." "Oh me barns are full of corn, Willie, The stable's full of hay. And me bower's full of gentlemen, They'll not remove till day." "Fare you well to you, May Margaret, It's fare thee well and adieu, For I have won my mother's own curse In coming this night to you." So he's ridden o'er high, high hill And down yon dowie den, And the rushing in the Clyde water


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