She dressed herself in man's array
With a sword and pistol all by her side
To meet her true love, to meet her true love, away did ride.
She met her true love and bid him stand:
“Your gold and silver, kind Sir,” she said,
“Or else this moment, or else this moment, your life I'll have.”
She said, “Kind Sir, there is one thing more:
A golden ring which I know you have,
Deliver it, deliver it, your sweet life to save.”
My life I'll lose, the ring I'll save.”
Being tender-hearted just like a dove,
She rode away, she rode away, from her true love.
Just like true lovers* they were seen;
He spied his watch hanging by her clothes
Which made him blush, made him blush, like any rose.
I thought to have had your golden ring;
'Twas I that robbed you all on the plain,
So here's your watch, here's your watch and your gold again.”
If that you were me true love or no.
So now I have a contented mind
My heart and all my heart and all my dear is thine.”
- Hill's of Greenmore
- Sing a Song for You
- I Thought I Saw You Again
- Summer's In
- Travelling's Easy
- Tongue and Cheek
- Bird in the Bush