Brian Peters - The Dragoon's Ride lyrics

The light dragoon came o'er the moor In riding he was weary He came up to a fair maid's door And he callèd for his dearie Dearie, dearie He came up to a fair maid's door And he callèd for his dearie How the maid come down all in the night The moon was shining clearly She oped the door and let him in For she loved her love right dearly Dearly, dearly She oped the door and let him in For she loved her love right dearly She took his horse by the bridle rein Led him to the stables She says, "There's corn and hay for him He can eat while he is able." Able, able She says, there's corn and hay for him He can eat while he is able She says, "There's cake and there's wine for you There's corn and hay for horses Bread and ale for the king's soldier Aye, and there's pretty la**es." La**es, la**es Bread and ale for the king's soldier Aye, and there's pretty la**es She ran upstairs for to make her bed She made it warm and easy Down the stairs she quietly called "O, my dear dragoon, I am ready." Ready, ready Down the stairs she quietly called O, my dear dragoon, I am ready They spent the night till the break of dawn Saw the moon full grieving "Hark, I hear the trumpet's sound Sweet maid, I must be leaving." Leaving, leaving Hark, I hear the trumpet's sound Sweet maid, I must be leaving "When will we, love, meet again? When will we be married?" "When co*kle shells turn silver bells That's when you and I will be married." Married, married When co*kle shells turn silver bells That's when you and I will be married "What have I for a Saturday night? What have I for Sunday? What have I for all the week And what have I for a Monday?" Monday, Monday What have I for all the week And what have I for a Monday? "Here's half a crown for a Saturday night Sheep's head and lungs for Sunday Bread and cheese for all the week But the devil of it for a Monday." Monday, Monday Bread and cheese for all the week But the devil of it for a Monday