Kate Rusby - Drowned Lovers (live) lyrics

Willie sites in his stable door And he's combing his coal-black steed He's doubting on fair Margaret's love And his heart begins to bleed "Give corn unto me horse, mother And meat to my man, john And I'll away to fair Margaret's bower Before the night comes on." "Stay at home with me, dear Willie Oh stay at home with me And the very best co*k in all the roost Your own supper will be." "For all your co*ks and all your roots I value not a pin And I'll away to fair Margaret's bower Before the night comes in." "Well if you go to fair Margaret's bower Without the leave of me In the deepest part of the Clyde water Then drowned you will be." "Oh, the good steed that I ride upon Cost me thrice thirty pounds And I'll put trust in his swift feet To take me safe and sound." He's ridden o'er yon high, high hill And down, yon dovey den And the rushin' in of the Clyde water Would fear five hundred men "Oh, roaring Clyde, you roar so loud Your streams are wondrous strong Make me a wreck as I come back But spare me as I'm gone." When he's got to fair Margaret's bower He's turled low on the pin "Rise up, rise up me May Margaret Rise up and let me in." "Oh, who is this at me bower door Callin' May Margaret's name?" "Oh, it's only your first love, little William This night come to her home "Open your gates this night, oh open and let me in For my boots are full of the Clyde water And I'm frozen to the skin." "My barns are full of corn, Willie And my stable's full of hay My bower's are full of gentlemen And they won't remove till day." "Fare thee well to you May Margaret Fare thee well and adieu For I have won my mother's own curse By comin' this night to you." He's ridden o'er yon high, high hill And down, yon dovey den And the rushing in of the Clyde water Took Willie's hat from him He's leaned over his saddle bow To catch his hat again And the rushing in of the Clyde water Took Willie's cane from him He's leaned him over his saddle bow To catch his cane by force And the rushing in of the Clyde Water Took Willie from his horse The very hour this young man sank Into the part so deep Up and awoke Miss May Margaret Out from her dreary sleep "Come here, come here, my mother dear And read to me my dream I dreamed my love was at our gate And no one let him in." "Lie there, lie there, me May Margaret Lie there and take your rest For since your love was at our Gate it's but two quarters past." Numbly, numbly rose she up unto the water's brim And the louder that this young girl cried The louder grew the wind The very first step that she went in She's up unto her feet And it's "Oh and alas!" this young girl cried, "Your Water's wondrous deep." Oh the very next step that she went in She's up unto her knees Cried she, "I would go further in If I my true lover could see." The very next step that she went in She's up unto her chin In the deepest part of the Clyde water She's found sweet William in Saying "You have had a cruel mother Willie And I have had another And now we'll sleep in the Clyde water Like sister and like brother." Saying "You have had a cruel mother Willie And I have had another And now we'll sleep in the Clyde water Like sister and like brother."