1. |
Gilderoy
03:30
|
|||
Alas the dread hour is come
To bear my love from me
I hear the doom of the drum
To mark the fatal tree
The bell has tolled it shakes my heart
The trumpet speaks thy name
And must my Gilderoy depart
To bear a death of shame
No bosom trembles for thy doom
No mourner wipes a tear
The gallows' foot is all they tomb
The sledge is all thy bier
Oh Gilderoy I bethought we then
So soon, so sad to part
When first in Roslin's lovely glen
You triumphed o'er my heart?
Your locks they glittered to the sheen
Your hunter garb was trim
And graceful was the ribbon green
That bound your many limb
Little thought I do deplore
Those limbs in fetters bound
Or hear upon the scaffold floor
The midnight hammer sound
Ye cruel, cruel, that combined
The guiltless to pursue
My Gilderoy was ever kind
He could not injure you
A long adieu but where shall fly
Thy widow all forlorn
When every mean and man’s cruel eye
Regards my woe with scorn?
Yes they mock thy widow's tears
And hate thine orphan boy
And now infant beauty wears
The form of Gilderoy
Then will I seek the dreary mound
That wraps thy mouldering clay
And weep and linger on the ground
And sigh my heart away
No bosom trembles for thy doom
No mourner wipes a tear
The gallows' foot is all they tomb
The sledge is all thy bier
Oh Gilderoy I bethought we then
So soon, so sad to part
When first in Roslin's lovely glen
You triumphed o'er my heart?
|
||||
2. |
||||
"How will you go by sea?"
Said the knight on the road
"With a good boat under me"
Said the child as he stood
He stood as he stood and for better he said
I go by sea
"How will you go by land?"
Said the knight on the road
"With a good staff in my hand"
Said the child as he stood
He stood as he stood and for better he said
I go by land
"I think I hear a bell"
Said the knight on the road
"It's ringing you down to hell"
Said the child as he stood
He stood as he stood and for better he said
Down to hell
"How will you go by sea?"
Said the knight on the road
"With a good boat under me"
Said the child as he stood
|
||||
3. |
The Blind Harper
03:32
|
|||
Though better minstrels far than I
May strike the quivering string
And bards more worthy of the theme
Thy praises loud shall sing
Though I a wandering harper blind
With sightless upturned eye
My harp and voice to honour Wales
My feeble strains to try
My voice upraised to wild swept chords
I sing thy fertile dales
Thy frowning mountains, rushing streams,
And all that makes thee Wales
All these I love and all have seen
Though gone now is my sight
I can but feel the breezes play
Though all the rest is night
And even yet if ye'll but list
To my old harp's best note
I'll sing to you my country's deeds
And all my songs devote
Now guided by my faithful hound
I stray from door to door
And tell how Wales has fought and bled
And tales of all time lore
|
||||
4. |
Pretty Polly
03:56
|
|||
Pretty Polly, Pretty Polly, come along with me
Before we get married, some pleasure to see
Pretty Polly, Pretty Polly, come along with me
Pretty Polly, Pretty Polly, come along with me
He led her over hill and valley so deep
At last Pretty Polly began to weep
He led her over hill and valley so deep
He led her over hill and valley so deep
Willy, oh Willy, I’m afraid of your way
I’m afraid you are leading my body astray
Willy, oh Willy, I’m afraid of your way
Willy, oh Willy, I’m afraid of your way
Polly, oh Polly, you've guessed just right
I dug your grave the biggest part of last night
Polly, oh Polly, you’ve guessed just right
Polly, oh Polly, you’ve guessed just right
Go a little further and you will spy
Your grave ready dug and a spade lying by
Go a little further and you will spy
Go a little further and you will spy
She went a little further and she did spy
Her grave ready dug with a spade lying by
She went a little further and she did spy
She went a little further and she did spy
She threw her arms round and suffered no fear
“Could you kill a poor girl who loves you so dear?”
She threw her arms round and suffered no fear
She threw her arms round and suffered no fear
“Pretty Polly, Pretty Polly, no time for to stand”
Holding his knife all in his right hand
“Pretty Polly, Pretty Polly, no time for to stand”
“Pretty Polly, Pretty Polly, no time for to stand”
He pierced it through her heart, her blood it did flow
And into the grave her poor body did go
He threw the sod over and turned to go home
No one left behind, but the little girl to morn
He pierced it through her heart, and her blood it did flow
And into the grave her poor body did go
He threw the sod over and turned to go home
He threw the sod over and turned to go home
Walking fast, walking fast, he got there before light
Went a'raving distracted and died the same night
Walking fast, walking fast, he got there before light
Good old Willy he died that night
Pretty Polly, Pretty Polly, come along with me
Before we get married, some pleasure to see
Pretty Polly, Pretty Polly, come along with me
Pretty Polly, Pretty Polly, come along with me
|
||||
5. |
The Old Grey Tree
03:47
|
|||
Here I dream of the old grey tree
Sticks so bare and woe is me
Oft times in the night I sigh
"Where is the queen of the night" I cry?
Silks and satins does she wear
Gold and diamonds in her hair
She is queen of the night so fair
So fair
Circle of frost in the autumn sky
See the blackbird oh so shy
To the hell of heaven I go
There is no peace in the ground
Below
Silks and satins does she wear
Gold and diamonds in her hair
She is queen of the night so fair
She has charmed and torn my soul
Raged the fire with burning coal
I care not if I live or die
Where is the queen of the night
I cry
Silks and satins does she wear
Gold and diamonds in her hair
She is queen of the night so fair
Give me a shroud of darkest hue
Ten strong men of noble brood
Set them each with a silver spade
And dig for me the deepest grave
Silks and satins does she wear
Gold and diamonds in her hair
She is queen of the night
So fair
|
Loreley Reading, UK
Sheffield-based duo pairing traditional folk lyrics to modern musical arrangements. Third album, "The Frozen North",
released March 2017.
Take a look at our Facebook (www.facebook.com/LoreleyDuo) for news and tour schedule.
... more
Streaming and Download help
Loreley recommends:
If you like Loreley, you may also like:
Bandcamp Daily your guide to the world of Bandcamp