Тексты песен «Steeleye Span»

"we'll hunt the wren" says robin to bobbin "we'll hunt the wren" says richard to robin "we'll hunt the wren" says jack of the land "we'll hunt the wren" says everyone "where oh where?" says robin to bobbin "where oh...

[Verse] N.C. I lie in this cage in full public gaze N.C. And I don't give a pin for all their scorn N.C. For I've crowned my lover king N.C. Ah, such glorious days I've seen N.C. Give me the chance, I'd do it all...

There were three men Came from the west Their fortunes for to tell, And the life of John Barleycorn As well They laid him three furrows deep, Laid clods upon his head, The these three men made a solemn vow John...

In the spring of thirteen twenty two Henry Felip and his son Were riding home from Northampton When they met with six bold robbers Henry shouted to his son "Take the money, boy and run" So he's turned his horse to...

[Intro] N. C. Now and ever, always true N. C. Just one heart N. C. Be ready when it calls for you N. C. Just one heart [Verse] Rising through the mist of a distant forest ???? Seven centuries of family...

Let never a man a wooing wend That lacketh things three, A store of gold, and open heart, And full of charity; And this was seen of King Henry Though he lay quite alone, For he's taken him to a haunted hall Seven miles...

There were three men Came from the west Their fortunes for to tell, And the life of John Barleycorn As well They laid him three furrows deep, Laid clods upon his head, The these three men made a solemn vow John...

There's your lords and ladies fine, Riding in a coach and six, Nothing to drink but claret wine, Talking politicks. London is a dainty place, A great and gallant city! All the streets are paved with gold, And all the...

Said the lord unto his lady as he rode over the moss "Beware of Long Lankin that lives amongst the gorse; Beware the moss, beware the moor, beware of Long Lankin Make sure the doors are bolted well Lest Lankin should...

[Verse] The mistletoe bough in the olden time Was honoured in many a sacred rhyme By bards and by singers of high degree When cut from its place on the old oak tree By white-robed Druid with golden knife For they...

My Johnny was a shoemaker and did he love me My Johnny was a shoemaker but now he's gone to sea With pitch and tar to soil his hands And to sail across the sea, stormy sea And sail across the stormy sea His jacket was a...

Do you remember what we promised when we met, my love? There would never be a reason for regret, my love; The news has come to town, the news flies up and down, That another you have found to lie with you, my love. If...

As I walked down through Chatham Street a fair maid I did meet, She asked me to see her home-- she lived in Bleecker Street. Chorus: And away you santy, my dear honey, O you New York girls, can't you dance the polka?...

(traditional) One misty moisty morning when cloudy was the weather I met with an old man a-clothed all in leather He was clothed all in leather with a cap beneath his chin Singing how do you do and how do you do and how...

Oh, you poor old soldier, what will you become When there's no one left marching to the beat of your drum? You fought all the battles and survived every one Old soldier march on, march on Will you join all the wounded...

It's a rosebud in June and the violets in full bloom, And the small birds are singing love songs on each spray. (chorus) We'll pipe and we'll sing love, We'll dance in a ring love, When each lad takes his lass All on...

I am a forester of this land As you may plainly see, It's the mantle of your maidenhead That I would have from thee. He's taken her by the milk-white hand, And by the leylan sleeve, He's lain her down upon her back And...

The maid in the garden Walking alone What is it makes her to weep and to moan? I am as a tall sailing ship Out on the sea Where only long breezes Reach out to me [Chorus] And I'll set my sails of silver And I'll steer...

Come my own one, come my fair one, Come now unto me, Could you fancy a poor sailor lad, Who has just come from sea? You are ragged love, you are dirty love, And your clothes smell much of tar, So begone you saucy...

Here's my sheep-crook and my black dog, I give it to you, Here's my bag and my budget, I bid it adieu, Here's my sheep-crook and my black dog I leave them behind, Fine laurel, fine floral, You've proved all unkind. All...