False Sir John
from Heart of the Hills Vol. 2 by Mardell McCombs
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Compact Disc (CD) + Digital AlbumIn vol. 2 you will find:
Noble knights and fair ladies.
Ignoble knights and faithless ladies.
A dastardly villain gets his comeuppance!
The sorrows and pleasures of love.
Bonnie Prince Charlie takes the cake.
A lively groundhog hunt. (Hey Grandpa! What’s for supper?)
And the ever popular talking parrot.
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FALSE SIR JOHN traditional
False Sir John a'wooing came
To a lady fine and fair
May Colvin was this lady's name
And her father's only heir
Her father's only heir
He wooed her while she spun the thread
And while she made the hay
Until he gained her low consent
To mount and ride away
To mount and ride away
It's bring me some of your father's gold
And some of your mother's fee
And I'll take you to a far off place
And there we'll married be
And there we'll married be
She's gone into her father's coffers
Where all of his monies lay
She's took the yellow and left the white
And lightly skipped away
And lightly skipped away
She'e gone into her father's stables
Where all of his steeds did stand
She's took the best and left the worst
In all of her father's lands
In all of her father's lands
She's mounted on a milk white steed
And he on a dapple grey
And they rode till they come to a lonesome place
A cliff by the side of the sea
A cliff by the side of the sea
Light down, light down, said False Sir John
Your bridal bed you see
It's seven women have I drowned here
And the eighth one you shall be
The eighth one you shall be
Have, have off, your holland smock
Embroidered all around
For it's too fine and costly
To rot on the cold cold ground
To rot on the cold cold ground
Have off, have off your silks so fine
And lay them on a stone
For they're too fine and costly
To rot in the salt sea foam
To rot in the salt sea foam
Have off, have off, your leather gloves
Likewise your handsome shoes
For they're too fine and costly
To drown in the sea with you
To drown in the sea with you
Turn around, turn around, oh False Sir John
And gaze at the leaves on the tree
For it don't become a gentleman
A naked woman to see
A naked woman to see
As False Sir John has turned around
To gaze at the leaves on the tree
She made a dash with her tender little arms
And pushed him into the sea
And pushed him into the sea
Oh help! Oh help! May Colvin
Oh, help! Or I shall drown
I'll take thee back to thy father's house
And lightly set thee down
And lightly set thee down
No help, no help oh False Sir John
No help will you get from me
Thy bed's no colder to thee Sir
Than you thought to give to me
Than you thought to give it to me
She's mounted on the milk white steed
And led the dapple grey
And rode till she come to her father's house
At the breaking of the day
The breaking of the day
Then up and spoke her little parrot
Said May Colvin where have you been
And what have you done with False Sir John
Who went with you riding
Who went with you riding
Hold your tongue, hold your tongue, my pretty parrot
And tell no tales on me
And I'll buy you a cage of beaten gold
With spokes of ivory
With spokes of ivory
False Sir John a'wooing came
To a lady fine and fair
May Colvin was this lady's name
And her father's only heir
Her father's only heir
He wooed her while she spun the thread
And while she made the hay
Until he gained her low consent
To mount and ride away
To mount and ride away
It's bring me some of your father's gold
And some of your mother's fee
And I'll take you to a far off place
And there we'll married be
And there we'll married be
She's gone into her father's coffers
Where all of his monies lay
She's took the yellow and left the white
And lightly skipped away
And lightly skipped away
She'e gone into her father's stables
Where all of his steeds did stand
She's took the best and left the worst
In all of her father's lands
In all of her father's lands
She's mounted on a milk white steed
And he on a dapple grey
And they rode till they come to a lonesome place
A cliff by the side of the sea
A cliff by the side of the sea
Light down, light down, said False Sir John
Your bridal bed you see
It's seven women have I drowned here
And the eighth one you shall be
The eighth one you shall be
Have, have off, your holland smock
Embroidered all around
For it's too fine and costly
To rot on the cold cold ground
To rot on the cold cold ground
Have off, have off your silks so fine
And lay them on a stone
For they're too fine and costly
To rot in the salt sea foam
To rot in the salt sea foam
Have off, have off, your leather gloves
Likewise your handsome shoes
For they're too fine and costly
To drown in the sea with you
To drown in the sea with you
Turn around, turn around, oh False Sir John
And gaze at the leaves on the tree
For it don't become a gentleman
A naked woman to see
A naked woman to see
As False Sir John has turned around
To gaze at the leaves on the tree
She made a dash with her tender little arms
And pushed him into the sea
And pushed him into the sea
Oh help! Oh help! May Colvin
Oh, help! Or I shall drown
I'll take thee back to thy father's house
And lightly set thee down
And lightly set thee down
No help, no help oh False Sir John
No help will you get from me
Thy bed's no colder to thee Sir
Than you thought to give to me
Than you thought to give it to me
She's mounted on the milk white steed
And led the dapple grey
And rode till she come to her father's house
At the breaking of the day
The breaking of the day
Then up and spoke her little parrot
Said May Colvin where have you been
And what have you done with False Sir John
Who went with you riding
Who went with you riding
Hold your tongue, hold your tongue, my pretty parrot
And tell no tales on me
And I'll buy you a cage of beaten gold
With spokes of ivory
With spokes of ivory
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from Heart of the Hills Vol. 2,
released September 16, 2019
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