June Tabor - The Bonny Hind lyrics
[June Tabor - The Bonny Hind lyrics]
It's May she comes and may she
Goes down by the garden green
It's there she spied a good young squire
As good as e'er be seen
It's May she comes and may she
Goes down by the Holland green
And it's there she spied a brisk young
Squire as brisk as e'er be seen
"Come give to me your green mantle
Give me your maidenhead
If you won't give me your green mantle
Give me your maidenhead"
He's ta'en her by the milk-white hand
And gently laid her down
And it's when he raised her up
Again giving her a silver comb
"Perhaps there may be bends kinds or
Perhaps there may be none
But, if you be a courtier pray
Tell to me your name"
"Oh, I am no courtier" he says
"but new come from the sea
Oh, I am no courtier" he said
"but when I courted thee
They call me Jack when I'm abroad
Sometimes they call me John
But when I'm in my father's bower, oh
Jock Randal is my name"
"You lie, you lie, you bonny lad
So loud I hear you lie
For I am Lord Randal's only daughter
He has no more than me"
"You lie, you lie, you bonny lass
So loud I hear you lie
For I am Lord Randal's very own son
That new come from the sea"
She's puttin' down by her side and
Out she's taken a knife
And she's put in in her own heart's
Blood and taken away her life
And he's taken his only sister with
A big tear in his eye
And he's buried his only sister
Beneath the Holland tree
It's soon he's hied him o'er the
Dales his father due to see
"It's oh and woe for my bonny
Hind beneath the Holland tree"
"What care you for a bonny hind
For it you need not care
There's eight score hinds in yon green park
And five score is to spare"
"Oh score at them a silver shot
And these you may get three
But, it's oh and woe for my
Bonny hind beneath the Holland tree"
"What care you for your bonny hind
For it you need not care
Take you the best and give me the
Worst since plenty is to spare"
"I care not for your hinds
Kind sir and I care not for your fee
But, it's oh and woe for my
Bonny hind beneath the Holland tree"
"Oh were you up your sister's bower
Your sister fair to see
Oh you'll think no more on your
Bonny hind beneath the Holland tree…"
Goes down by the garden green
It's there she spied a good young squire
As good as e'er be seen
It's May she comes and may she
Goes down by the Holland green
And it's there she spied a brisk young
Squire as brisk as e'er be seen
"Come give to me your green mantle
Give me your maidenhead
If you won't give me your green mantle
Give me your maidenhead"
He's ta'en her by the milk-white hand
And gently laid her down
And it's when he raised her up
Again giving her a silver comb
"Perhaps there may be bends kinds or
Perhaps there may be none
But, if you be a courtier pray
Tell to me your name"
"Oh, I am no courtier" he says
"but new come from the sea
Oh, I am no courtier" he said
"but when I courted thee
They call me Jack when I'm abroad
Sometimes they call me John
But when I'm in my father's bower, oh
Jock Randal is my name"
"You lie, you lie, you bonny lad
So loud I hear you lie
For I am Lord Randal's only daughter
He has no more than me"
"You lie, you lie, you bonny lass
So loud I hear you lie
For I am Lord Randal's very own son
That new come from the sea"
She's puttin' down by her side and
Out she's taken a knife
And she's put in in her own heart's
Blood and taken away her life
And he's taken his only sister with
A big tear in his eye
And he's buried his only sister
Beneath the Holland tree
It's soon he's hied him o'er the
Dales his father due to see
"It's oh and woe for my bonny
Hind beneath the Holland tree"
"What care you for a bonny hind
For it you need not care
There's eight score hinds in yon green park
And five score is to spare"
"Oh score at them a silver shot
And these you may get three
But, it's oh and woe for my
Bonny hind beneath the Holland tree"
"What care you for your bonny hind
For it you need not care
Take you the best and give me the
Worst since plenty is to spare"
"I care not for your hinds
Kind sir and I care not for your fee
But, it's oh and woe for my
Bonny hind beneath the Holland tree"
"Oh were you up your sister's bower
Your sister fair to see
Oh you'll think no more on your
Bonny hind beneath the Holland tree…"