Barbara Dickson - A Lover's Ghost lyrics

Oh, you're welcome home again Said this young man to his love I have waited for you many's the night and day You are tired and you are pale Said this young man to his dear You must never again go away I must go away she said When the little co*k does crow For here they will not let me stay Oh, but if I had my wish My dearest dear, she said This night would be never ever day Oh, my pretty little co*k My handsome little co*k I pray you do not crow before the day And your comb it shall be made Of the very beaten gold And your wings of a silver so grey But, oh this little co*k This handsome little co*k He crew a full hour too soon And my true love she said It is time for us to part It is now the going down of the moon And where is your bed My true love, he said And where are your white hall and sheets And where are the waiting maids My dearest dear, he said Who wait upon you while you are asleep The clay it is my bed My true love she said And the shroud it is my white hall and sheet And the worm and the creeping things They are my waiting maids They wait upon me while I am asleep