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Shirley Collins - Proud Maisrie lyrics
Proud Maisrie stands in her bower door As slim as a willow wand And by there come a gardener child With a red rose in his hand, his hand A red rose in his hand. O you shall have my rose, fair maid If you'll give your flower to me And among the flowers in your father’s yard I'll make a gown for thee, for thee I'll make a gown for thee. Your dress shall be the smelling thyme And your petticoat camovine And your apron of the celandine Then kiss sweetheart and join, and join Come kiss sweetheart and join. Your feet are shoon with yon red rue That grows in the garden fine And I’ll line them with the tapitaine So join your love with mine, with mine So join your love with mine Since you have made a gown for me Among the summer flowers So I will make a suit for thee Among the winter showers, showers Among the winter showers. The milk white snow shall be your shirt And lie your body next And the mirk black rain shall be your coat With the wind gale at your breast, your breast With the wind gale at your breast The bonnet that’s upon your head Shall be the southron grey And every time that you pass by I’ll wish you were away, away I’ll wish you were away. |
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