Orfeo Songtext
von Archie Fisher

There lived a king into the East
Scowan urla grun
There lived a lady in the West
Far yetter kanga norlac

The king he has a-huntin′ gaen
An' he left his lady all alane

"I wish ye′d never gaen away
For your lady cold as death do lay!"

For the king o' Ferries wi' his daert
Has pierced your lady to the hert

And he has called his nobles all
To waltz a corpse into the hall

And he set guards three hundred three
To watch her corpse beeth necht and day

At necht when they lay fast asleep
Which the hoos her corpse did sweep

And the king has gaened to the woodward wear
And a bank of horsemen him drew near


And some did ride and some did sing
And he spied his lady them among

And in yon hill there was a hall
Therein would she and the horsemen all

And after them the king has gaen
But whan he cam it was grey stane

And he took oot his pipes ta play
But sair his hert wi dol an′ wae

But he has played a good gabber real
That would ha′ made a sick hert heal

Noo come ye in into our hall
Noo come ye in amongst us all

Noo he's gaen in into their hall
An he′s gaen in among them all

And he took oot his pipes ta play
Bit sair his hert wi dol an' wae

And first he played the notes o′ noy
And then he played the notes o' joy

Noo tell to us what will ye hae
What shall we gi′ you for your play?


What time away I will you tell
And that's my lady Isabel!

Yes take your lady and gaeng hame
And ye be king o'er all your ain

He′s ta′en his lady and gaen hame
An noo he's king o′er all his ain!