Willie's Lady (Live)-Martin Carthy

歌手 : Martin Carthy

专辑 : The Folk Vault: Martin Carthy, Live in Whitby 1984

语种 : 英语

时长 : 08:10

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TXT Willie's Lady (Live)-Martin Carthy 文本歌词

Willie's Lady (Live) - Martin Carthy

King willie he's sailed over the raging foam

Me wooed a wife and brought her home

Wooed for her long golden hair

His mother wrought a mighty care

A weary spell she's laid on her

She be with child for long and many's the year

But a child she would never bear

And in her bower she lies in pain

King willie at her bedhead he do stand

As down his cheeks salten tears do run

King willie back to his mother he did run

He's gone there as a begging son

Says me true love has this fine noble steed

The like of which you never did see

At every part of this horse's mane

There's hanging fifty silver bells and ten

There's hanging fifty bells and ten

This goodly gift shall be your own

If back to my own true love you'll turn again

That she might bear her baby son

Oh the child she'll never lighter be

Nor from sickness will she ever be free

But she will die and she will turn to clay

And you will wed with another maid

Then sighing said this weary man

As back to his own true love he's gone again

I wish my life was at an end

King willie back to his mother he did run

He's gone there as a begging son

He says my true love has this fine golden girdle

Set with jewels all about the middle

At every part of this girdle's hem

There's hanging fifty silver bells and ten

There's hanging fifty bells and ten

This goodly gift shall be your own

If back to my own true love you'll turn again

That she might bear her baby son

Oh of her child she'll never lighter be

Nor from sickness will she ever be free

But she will die and she will turn to clay

You will wed with another maid

Sighing says this weary man

As back to his own true love he's gone again

I wish my life was at an end

Then up and spoke his noble queen

And she has told king willie of a plan

How she might bear her baby son

She says you must go get you down to the market place

And you must buy you a loaf of wax

And you must shape it as a babe that is to nurse

And you must make two eyes of glass

Ask your mother to a christening day

And you must stand there close as you can be

That you might hear what she do say

King willie he's gone down to the market place

And he has bought him a loaf of wax

And he has shaped it as a babe that is to nurse

And he has made two eyes of glass

He asked his mother to a christening day

And he has stood there close as he could be

That he might hear what she did say

How she spoke and how she swore

She spied the babe where no babe could be before

She spied the babe where none could be before

She says who was it one undid the nine witch knots

Braided in amongst this lady's locks

And who was it who took out the combs of care

Braided in amongst this lady's hair

And who was it slew the master kid

That ran and slept all beneath this lady's bed

Ran and slept all beneath her bed

And who was it unlaced her left shoe

And who was it who that let her lighter be

That she may bear her baby boy

And it was willie who undid the nine witch knots

Braided in amongst this lady's locks

And it was willie who took out the combs of care

Braided in amongst this lady's hair

And it was willie the master kid did slay

And it was willie who unlaced her left foot shoe

And he has let her lighter be

And she is born of a baby son

And greater the blessings that be them upon

And greater the blessings them upon