Sheath & Knife Songtext
von Sol Invictus
Sheath & Knife Songtext
And the sun goes over the woods
And the sun goes over the woods
There was a sister and her brother
And they did so love oneaAnother
O Sister I′d lay ye down
O sister we'll gang to the broom
O Brother would you do so
For to my death I′d rather
The folk they talk hey talk together
About a lass with bairn to her brother
O Brother you've done me ill
And we'll both burn on yon hill
O Sister go - go to my Father′s stables
And take twa horses stout and able
She′s on the with horse and he's on the black
With a yew tree bow slung to his back
They′d nae gone a mile but one
When her pains they did come on
I would give all my Father's Land
For a good midwife at my command
O brother take me to yon hill so high
Fetch your bow and your arrow and your good eye
And when you hear my loud loud cry
You bend the bow and you let that arrow fly
And when he heard her loud loud cry
He bent the bow and he let that arrow fly
And when he came to her side
The babe was born and the lady died
He took up his newborn son
Took him to the arms of a milk woman
Then he cut himself for good and sure
He′ll not not gand to the broom any more
O Mother I have lost my knife
I loved it better than my life
But I have loved a better thing
The bonnie sheath that my knife went in
But I have loved a better thing
The bonnie sheath that my knife went in
And the sound goes over the woods
And the sound goes over the woods
And the sun goes over the woods
There was a sister and her brother
And they did so love oneaAnother
O Sister I′d lay ye down
O sister we'll gang to the broom
O Brother would you do so
For to my death I′d rather
The folk they talk hey talk together
About a lass with bairn to her brother
O Brother you've done me ill
And we'll both burn on yon hill
O Sister go - go to my Father′s stables
And take twa horses stout and able
She′s on the with horse and he's on the black
With a yew tree bow slung to his back
They′d nae gone a mile but one
When her pains they did come on
I would give all my Father's Land
For a good midwife at my command
O brother take me to yon hill so high
Fetch your bow and your arrow and your good eye
And when you hear my loud loud cry
You bend the bow and you let that arrow fly
And when he heard her loud loud cry
He bent the bow and he let that arrow fly
And when he came to her side
The babe was born and the lady died
He took up his newborn son
Took him to the arms of a milk woman
Then he cut himself for good and sure
He′ll not not gand to the broom any more
O Mother I have lost my knife
I loved it better than my life
But I have loved a better thing
The bonnie sheath that my knife went in
But I have loved a better thing
The bonnie sheath that my knife went in
And the sound goes over the woods
And the sound goes over the woods
Writer(s): Ewan Maccoll Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com