Fotheringay - Eppie Moray lyrics

Four-and-twenty highland men Come from the carron side To carry away eppy moray for She would not be a bride, a bride She would not be a bride Then out it came her mither for It was a moonlit night She couldn't see her daughter for The moon it shone so bright, so bright The moon it shone so bright Hold away from me, mither Hold away from me! There's not a man in all strathdon Should married be with me, with me Should married be with me They've taken eppy moray And a horse they've bound her on And they had rid to the minister's house As fast as horse could run, could run As fast as horse could run Then willie he's taken his pistol out And set it to the minister's breast O marry me, marry me, minister Or else I'll be your priest, your priest Or else I'll be your priest Hold away from me, willie Hold away from me I not avow to marry you Except she's willing as thee, as thee Except she's willing as thee They've taken eppy moray then She'd better could not be And they have rid over carron side As fast as horse could flee, could flee As fast as horse could flee Then ma** was sung and bells were rung And they're away to bed And willie and eppy moray In ane bed they were laid, were laid In ane bed they were laid He's taken the sack from off his back And kicked away his shoes And thrown away the chamber key And naked he's lay down, lay down And naked he's lay down Hold away from me, willie Hold away from me Before I lose my maidenhead I'll try my strength with thee, with thee I'll try my strength with thee He's kissed her on the lily breast And held her shoulders twa But aye she grat and aye she spat And turned to the wall, the wall And turned to the wall All through the night they wrestled there Until the light of day And willie grat and willie swat But he could not stretch her spey, her spey He could not stretch her spey Weary fa' you, willie, then For you could not prove a man For if you gained her maidenheid She would have held your hand, your hand She would have held your hand Go away from me, lady Go away from me! There's not a man in all strathdon Shall married be with me, with me Shall married be with me Go fetch me a horse And fetch it like a man And send me back to my mither A maiden as I came, I came A maiden as I came