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Drowned Lovers

アーティスト:Kate Rusby  アルバム:Hourglass 

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Willie sites in his stable door and he's combing his coal-black steed. He's doubting on fair Margaret's love and his heart begins to bleed "Give corn unto me 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 And the very best cock in all the roost your own supper will be." "For all your cocks and all your roots I value not a pin And I'll away to fair Margaret's bower before the night comes in." "Well if you go to fair Margaret's bower without the leave of me in the deepest part of the Clyde water then drowned you will be." "Oh, the good steed that I ride upon cost me thrice thirty pounds And I'll put trust in his swift feet to take me safe and sound." He's ridden o'er yon high, high hill and down, yon dovey den And the rushin' in of the Clyde water would fear five hundred men. "Oh, roaring Clyde, you roar so loud your streams are wondrous strong Make me a wreck as I come back but spare me as I'm gone." When he's got to fair Margaret's bower he's turled low on the pin. "Rise up, rise up me May Margaret, rise up and let me in." "Oh, who is this at me bower door callin' May Margaret's name?" "Oh, it's only your first love, little William, this night come to her home. "Open your gates this night, oh open and let me in, For my boots are full of the Clyde water and I'm frozen to the skin." "My barns are full of corn, Willie, and my stable's full of hay, My bower's are full of gentlemen and they won't remove till day." "Fare thee well to you May Margaret, fare thee well and adieu, For I have won my mother's own curse by comin' this night to you."


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