Some Tyrant Has Stolen My True Love Away
Some Tyrant Has Stolen My True Love Away
Some tyrant has stolen my true love away
And here in old England I'll no longer stay
I will cross the wide ocean, ne'er on my bed rest
In search of my true love who I love the best
And when I have found her, my joy and delight
I'll be constant (???) unto her by day and by night
Here's a health to all others that are loyal and just
And confusion to the rivals who thrive in distrust
The bugle shall speak and the serpent shall sing
There'll be instruments of music for to make the woods ring
Oh, the huntsman he'll holler and the hounds make
their noise
For to fill my love's heart with ten thousand bright joys
- Artist:Jon Boden
- Album:A Folk Song a Day: January
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