In London city where I did dwell A butcher boy, I loved right well He courted me, my life away But now with me, he will not stay
I wish, I wish, I wish in vain I wish I was a maid again A maid again I ne'er will be 'Till cherries grow on an apple tree
I wish my baby it was born And smiling on its daddy's knee And me poor girl to be dead and gone With the long green grass growing over me
She went upstairs to go to bed And calling to her mother said 'Give me a chair 'till I sit down And a pen and ink 'till I write down'
At every word she dropped a tear And at every line cried 'Willie dear - Oh, what a foolish girl was I To be led astray by a butcher boy'
He went upstairs and the door he broke He found her hanging from a rope He took his knife and he cut her down And in her pocket, these words he found
Oh, make my grave large, wide and deep Put a marble stone at my head and feet And in the middle, a turtle dove That the world may know, that I died for love
Finalmente han vuelto Makem y los Clancy. (Me hace gracia cuando al viejo Pete Seeger no se le ocurre otra cosa que preguntarles: “you don’t mind singing an English song?” y Tommy Makem le responde: "it's a good song".)
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In London city where I did dwell
A butcher boy, I loved right well
He courted me, my life away
But now with me, he will not stay
I wish, I wish, I wish in vain
I wish I was a maid again
A maid again I ne'er will be
'Till cherries grow on an apple tree
I wish my baby it was born
And smiling on its daddy's knee
And me poor girl to be dead and gone
With the long green grass growing over me
She went upstairs to go to bed
And calling to her mother said
'Give me a chair 'till I sit down
And a pen and ink 'till I write down'
At every word she dropped a tear
And at every line cried 'Willie dear -
Oh, what a foolish girl was I
To be led astray by a butcher boy'
He went upstairs and the door he broke
He found her hanging from a rope
He took his knife and he cut her down
And in her pocket, these words he found
Oh, make my grave large, wide and deep
Put a marble stone at my head and feet
And in the middle, a turtle dove
That the world may know, that I died for love
En youtube han eliminado la versión de Tommy Makem con los Clancy Brothers, así que dejo esta de Makem en solitario, igualmente memorable.
Finalmente han vuelto Makem y los Clancy.
(Me hace gracia cuando al viejo Pete Seeger no se le ocurre otra cosa que preguntarles: “you don’t mind singing an English song?” y Tommy Makem le responde: "it's a good song".)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ocw6rXrV91w&feature=player_detailpage#t=117
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