Song | Sir James the Rose |
Artist | Steeleye Span |
Album | The Very Best of Steeleye Span - Present |
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Traditional | |
Oh have you heard Sir James the Rose, | |
The young heir of Loch Laggan, | |
For he has killed a gallant squire | |
And his friends are out to take him. | |
He's gone to the House of Marr | |
The Nurse there did befriend him, | |
And he has gone upon his knees | |
And begged for her to hide him. | |
‘Where're you going Sir James? | |
she said | |
‘Where now are you riding? | |
‘Oh I am bound for a foreign land, | |
But now I'm under hiding. | |
Chorus | |
Where shall I go? | |
Where shall I run? | |
Where shall I go for to hide me? | |
For I have killed a gallant squire | |
And they're seeking for to slay me | |
Then he's turned him right and round about | |
And rolled him in the bracken, | |
And he has gone to take a sleep | |
In the lowlands of Loch Laggan. | |
He had not well gone out of sight | |
Nor was he past Milstrethen | |
When four and twenty belted knights | |
Came riding o'er the leathen. | |
‘Oh have you seen Sir James the Rose, | |
The young heir of Loch Laggan, | |
For he has killed a gallant squire, | |
And we're sent out to take him. | |
Chorus | |
‘You'll see the bank above the mill | |
In the lowlands of Loch Laggan, | |
And there you'll find Sir James the Rose | |
Sleeping in the bracken. | |
‘You must not wake him out of sleep, | |
Nor yet must you afright him, | |
Just run a dart right through his heart, | |
And through the body pierce him. | |
They sought the bank above the mill | |
In the lowlands of Loch Laggan, | |
And there they found Sir James the Rose | |
Sleeping in the bracken. | |
Chorus | |
Then up and spake Sir John the Graeme | |
Who had the charge a-keeping, | |
‘It'll never be said, dear gentleman, | |
We killed him while he's sleeping. | |
They seized his broadsword and his targe | |
And closely him surrounded, And when he woke out of his sleep | |
His senses were confounded. | |
Now they have taken out his heart | |
And stuck it on a spear | |
They took it to the House of Marr, | |
And gave it to his dear. | |
Chorus |
Traditional | |
Oh have you heard Sir James the Rose, | |
The young heir of Loch Laggan, | |
For he has killed a gallant squire | |
And his friends are out to take him. | |
He' s gone to the House of Marr | |
The Nurse there did befriend him, | |
And he has gone upon his knees | |
And begged for her to hide him. | |
' Where' re you going Sir James? | |
she said | |
' Where now are you riding? | |
' Oh I am bound for a foreign land, | |
But now I' m under hiding. | |
Chorus | |
Where shall I go? | |
Where shall I run? | |
Where shall I go for to hide me? | |
For I have killed a gallant squire | |
And they' re seeking for to slay me | |
Then he' s turned him right and round about | |
And rolled him in the bracken, | |
And he has gone to take a sleep | |
In the lowlands of Loch Laggan. | |
He had not well gone out of sight | |
Nor was he past Milstrethen | |
When four and twenty belted knights | |
Came riding o' er the leathen. | |
' Oh have you seen Sir James the Rose, | |
The young heir of Loch Laggan, | |
For he has killed a gallant squire, | |
And we' re sent out to take him. | |
Chorus | |
' You' ll see the bank above the mill | |
In the lowlands of Loch Laggan, | |
And there you' ll find Sir James the Rose | |
Sleeping in the bracken. | |
' You must not wake him out of sleep, | |
Nor yet must you afright him, | |
Just run a dart right through his heart, | |
And through the body pierce him. | |
They sought the bank above the mill | |
In the lowlands of Loch Laggan, | |
And there they found Sir James the Rose | |
Sleeping in the bracken. | |
Chorus | |
Then up and spake Sir John the Graeme | |
Who had the charge akeeping, | |
' It' ll never be said, dear gentleman, | |
We killed him while he' s sleeping. | |
They seized his broadsword and his targe | |
And closely him surrounded, And when he woke out of his sleep | |
His senses were confounded. | |
Now they have taken out his heart | |
And stuck it on a spear | |
They took it to the House of Marr, | |
And gave it to his dear. | |
Chorus |
Traditional | |
Oh have you heard Sir James the Rose, | |
The young heir of Loch Laggan, | |
For he has killed a gallant squire | |
And his friends are out to take him. | |
He' s gone to the House of Marr | |
The Nurse there did befriend him, | |
And he has gone upon his knees | |
And begged for her to hide him. | |
' Where' re you going Sir James? | |
she said | |
' Where now are you riding? | |
' Oh I am bound for a foreign land, | |
But now I' m under hiding. | |
Chorus | |
Where shall I go? | |
Where shall I run? | |
Where shall I go for to hide me? | |
For I have killed a gallant squire | |
And they' re seeking for to slay me | |
Then he' s turned him right and round about | |
And rolled him in the bracken, | |
And he has gone to take a sleep | |
In the lowlands of Loch Laggan. | |
He had not well gone out of sight | |
Nor was he past Milstrethen | |
When four and twenty belted knights | |
Came riding o' er the leathen. | |
' Oh have you seen Sir James the Rose, | |
The young heir of Loch Laggan, | |
For he has killed a gallant squire, | |
And we' re sent out to take him. | |
Chorus | |
' You' ll see the bank above the mill | |
In the lowlands of Loch Laggan, | |
And there you' ll find Sir James the Rose | |
Sleeping in the bracken. | |
' You must not wake him out of sleep, | |
Nor yet must you afright him, | |
Just run a dart right through his heart, | |
And through the body pierce him. | |
They sought the bank above the mill | |
In the lowlands of Loch Laggan, | |
And there they found Sir James the Rose | |
Sleeping in the bracken. | |
Chorus | |
Then up and spake Sir John the Graeme | |
Who had the charge akeeping, | |
' It' ll never be said, dear gentleman, | |
We killed him while he' s sleeping. | |
They seized his broadsword and his targe | |
And closely him surrounded, And when he woke out of his sleep | |
His senses were confounded. | |
Now they have taken out his heart | |
And stuck it on a spear | |
They took it to the House of Marr, | |
And gave it to his dear. | |
Chorus |