Prince Heathen
演唱者：Martin Carthy / Dave Swarbrick
专辑：Signs of Life
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作词 : Carthy Martin作曲 : Carthy MartinLady sits in her garden fair, sewing a silken seamAnd by there come this Prince Heathen, and he vowed her love he'd gainO lady will you weep for me, lady tell me trueOh never yet you, heathen dog, I never shall for youShe turned her around and aloud did cry, begone I love not youAnd then he vowed him Prince Heathen, that she would weep full soreO lady will you weep for me, lady tell me trueOh never yet you, heathen dog, I never shall for youSo he's laid her all on the ground between himself and the wallAnd there he's stripped her of her will and her maidenhead and allO lady will you weep for me, lady tell me trueOh never yet you, heathen dog, I never shall for youOh I slew your father in his bed and your mother by his sideAnd your seven brothers one by one, I drowned them in the tideO lady will you weep for me, lady tell me trueOh never yet you, heathen dog, I never shall for youOh I'll lay you in a vault of stone with thirty locks uponAnd meat nor drink you will never get till your baby it is bornO lady will you weep for me, lady tell me trueOh never yet you, heathen dog, I never shall for youSo he's laid her in a vault of stone with thirty locks uponAnd he's taken the key in his right hand to the mountain he has goneO lady will you weep for me, lady tell me trueOh never yet you, heathen dog, I never shall for youPrince Heathen he from the mountains came with his merry men all in a lineAnd he sought out this fair young maid down in her vault of stoneAnd how d'you do and do you weep, lady tell me trueI'm never weeping, heathen dog, but dying here for youOh meat nor drink you'll never get, nor out of prison comeOh meat nor drink you will never get, till your baby it is bornO lady will you weep for me, lady tell me trueAh never yet you, heathen dog, I never shall for youHer time came on and further on, in labour there she layShe laboured up she laboured down, but lighter she could not beO lady will you weep for me, lady tell me trueAh never yet you, heathen dog, and never yet for youSo he's laid her all on the green and his merry men stood aroundAnd how they laughed and how they mocked, as she brought forth a sonO lady will you weep for me, lady tell me trueAh never yet you, heathen dog, I never shall for youA drink, a drink, the young girl cries, all from Prince Heathen's handOh never a drop, Prince Heathen cries, till ye give up your sonThen lend to me a silken shawl or a blanket or a sheetThat I may wrap this little baby, that lies in me arms asleepOh I'll lend you an old horse blanket to wrap him head and feetAnd there she took it in her hand, so bitter she did weepO lady do you weep for me, lady tell me trueOh never yet you, heathen dog, and never now for youCould you not give any better thing than a horse blanket or a sheetTo wrap and swaddle your own young son, that lies in my arms asleepHe's borne her up so very soft, borne her up so slowHe's laid her down in a soft green bed, so dearly he loved her nowO lady will you weep for me, lady tell me trueAh never yet you, heathen dog, I never shall for you
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作词 : Carthy Martin作曲 : Carthy MartinLady sits in her garden fair, sewing a silken seamAnd by there come this Prince Heathen, and he vowed her love he'd gainO lady will you weep for me, lady tell me trueOh never yet you, heathen dog, I never shall for youShe turned her around and aloud did cry, begone I love not youAnd then he vowed him Prince Heathen, that she would weep full soreO lady will you weep for me, lady tell me trueOh never yet you, heathen dog, I never shall for youSo he's laid her all on the ground between himself and the wallAnd there he's stripped her of her will and her maidenhead and allO lady will you weep for me, lady tell me trueOh never yet you, heathen dog, I never shall for youOh I slew your father in his bed and your mother by his sideAnd your seven brothers one by one, I drowned them in the tideO lady will you weep for me, lady tell me trueOh never yet you, heathen dog, I never shall for youOh I'll lay you in a vault of stone with thirty locks uponAnd meat nor drink you will never get till your baby it is bornO lady will you weep for me, lady tell me trueOh never yet you, heathen dog, I never shall for youSo he's laid her in a vault of stone with thirty locks uponAnd he's taken the key in his right hand to the mountain he has goneO lady will you weep for me, lady tell me trueOh never yet you, heathen dog, I never shall for youPrince Heathen he from the mountains came with his merry men all in a lineAnd he sought out this fair young maid down in her vault of stoneAnd how d'you do and do you weep, lady tell me trueI'm never weeping, heathen dog, but dying here for youOh meat nor drink you'll never get, nor out of prison comeOh meat nor drink you will never get, till your baby it is bornO lady will you weep for me, lady tell me trueAh never yet you, heathen dog, I never shall for youHer time came on and further on, in labour there she layShe laboured up she laboured down, but lighter she could not beO lady will you weep for me, lady tell me trueAh never yet you, heathen dog, and never yet for youSo he's laid her all on the green and his merry men stood aroundAnd how they laughed and how they mocked, as she brought forth a sonO lady will you weep for me, lady tell me trueAh never yet you, heathen dog, I never shall for youA drink, a drink, the young girl cries, all from Prince Heathen's handOh never a drop, Prince Heathen cries, till ye give up your sonThen lend to me a silken shawl or a blanket or a sheetThat I may wrap this little baby, that lies in me arms asleepOh I'll lend you an old horse blanket to wrap him head and feetAnd there she took it in her hand, so bitter she did weepO lady do you weep for me, lady tell me trueOh never yet you, heathen dog, and never now for youCould you not give any better thing than a horse blanket or a sheetTo wrap and swaddle your own young son, that lies in my arms asleepHe's borne her up so very soft, borne her up so slowHe's laid her down in a soft green bed, so dearly he loved her nowO lady will you weep for me, lady tell me trueAh never yet you, heathen dog, I never shall for you
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