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Willie of Winsbury (Child 100)

Anais Mitchell, Jefferson Hamer2013年4月16日

Willie of Winsbury (Child 100) 歌詞

Willie of Winsbury (Child 100) - Anaïs Mitchell/Jefferson Hamer

The king has been a prisoner

 

And a prisoner long in spain

 

And willie of the winsbury

 

Has laid along with his daughter jane

 

What ails you what ails you my daughter jane

 

Why you look so pale and wan

 

Oh have you had an ill sickness

 

Or you've been sleeping with a man

 

I have not have any ill sickness

 

Nor it been sleeping with a man

 

It is for you my father dear

 

For fighting so long in spain

 

Cast off cast off your robe and gown

 

Stay naked on the stone

 

That they might know you by your shame

 

If you'd be maiden or not

 

And she's cast off the robe and gown

 

Stood naked on the stone

 

Weeping was tired and her waist was round

 

The face was pale and wan

 

And was it with a lord or a gentleman

 

Or a man of wealth and fame

 

Was it with one of my serving men

 

While I was a prisoner in spain

 

No it wasn't with a lord or a gentleman

 

Or a man of wealth and fame

 

It was with willie of winsbury

 

I could cry no longer alone

 

And the king has called his serving men

 

By one by 2 and by 3

 

Saying where is this willie of winsbury

 

For hanging he shall be

 

And when they came before the king

 

By one by 2 and by 3

 

Willie should have been the first of them

 

But the last of them was he

 

And willie he had the winsbury

 

All dressed out in their silk

 

His hair hung like the strands of gold

 

His breast as white as milk

 

No wonder that one day the king he said

 

Let my daughters love you

 

If I were a woman as I am a man

 

In my own bed you would have been

 

And will you marry my daughter Jane

 

By the faith of your right hand

 

And I'll make you the lord my serving men

 

I'll make you the heir of my land

 

Oh yes I'll marry your daughter Jane

 

By the faith of my right hand

 

But I'll not be the lord of any man

 

I'll not be the heir to your land

 

And he raised her up on a milk white steed

 

And himself on dapple grey

 

He has married the lady of

 

 

So she can ride on a long summer's day