The bride and bride's party
to the church they did go
The bride she rode foremost,
she bore the best show
And I followed after with
my heart full of woe
To see my love wed to another.
The first place I saw her was
on the church stand
Gold rings on her fingers
and her love by the hand
Says I, "My wee lassie, I
will be your man
Although you are wed to another."
The next place I saw her was
on the way home
I ran on before her, not knowing
where to roam
Says I, "My wee lassie, I'll
be by your side
Although you are wed to another."
"Stop, stop!" says the groom's
man, "till I speak a word.
Would you venture your life
on the point of my sword?
For courting too slowly you've
lost this fair maid
So begone, for you'll never
enjoy her."
So make now my grave both large,
wide and deep
And sprinkle it over with
flowers so sweet
Then lay me down in it to
take my last sleep
For that's the best way to
forget her.
[Repeat first verse]
Marco Giunco |
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