May Colvin 가사

False sir John a-wooing came to a maid of beauty rare May Colvin was her name, her father's only heir We wooed her but he wooed her ben, he wooed her in the hall 'Til he's gotten her consent to mount and ride awa' They've gone down to her father's bower where all the steeds did stand There they've chosen her father's horse, the best that's in the land He's got on and she's got on, swiftly they did flee 'Til they came to a lonely spot, a rock by the side of the sea Get down, get down, May Colvin, your bridal here you see I have drowned seven young ladies and the eighth one you shall be Cast off, cast off, May Colvin, all and your silken gown It's ow'er good and costly to rot in the salt sea foam Cast off, cast off, May Colvin, all and your silver shune They're ow'er good and costly to rot in the salt sea foam Turn around, false sir John, and look to the leaf o' the tree For it ne'er became a gentleman a naked lady to see He's turned himself around and about and he's looked to the leaf of the tree So swiftly did May Colvin cast him into the sea Help, oh help, May Colvin, oh help or else I'll drown I'll take you back to your father's bower and set you down safe and sound No help, no help, false sir John, no help, though I pity thee Seven young ladies you have drowned and the eighth one won't be me She's got onto her milk-white steed, swiftly rode away She's come home to her father's bower before the break of the day