Song | Sovay |
Artist | Brass Monkey |
Album | Essential |
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Sovay, Sovay all on a day | |
She dressed herself in man's array | |
With a sword and pistol all by her side | |
To meet her true love, to meet her true love, away did ride | |
As she was riding over the plain | |
She met her true love and bid him stand | |
“Your gold and silver, kind Sir,” she said | |
“Or else this moment, or else this moment, your life I'll have” | |
And when she'd robbed him of his store | |
She said, “Kind Sir, there is one thing more | |
A golden ring which I know you have | |
Deliver it, deliver it, your sweet life to save” | |
“Oh that golden ring a token is | |
My life I'll lose, the ring I'll save” | |
Being tender-hearted just like a dove | |
She rode away, she rode away, from her true love | |
Now next morning in the garden green | |
Just like true lovers* they were seen | |
He spied his watch hanging by her clothes | |
Which made him blush, made him blush, like any rose | |
“Oh what makes you blush at so silly a thing | |
I thought to have had your golden ring | |
'Twas I that robbed you all on the plain | |
So here's your watch, here's your watch and your gold again” | |
“Oh I did intend and it was to know | |
If that you were me true love or no | |
So now I have a contented mind | |
My heart and all my heart and all my dear is thine” |
Sovay, Sovay all on a day | |
She dressed herself in man' s array | |
With a sword and pistol all by her side | |
To meet her true love, to meet her true love, away did ride | |
As she was riding over the plain | |
She met her true love and bid him stand | |
" Your gold and silver, kind Sir," she said | |
" Or else this moment, or else this moment, your life I' ll have" | |
And when she' d robbed him of his store | |
She said, " Kind Sir, there is one thing more | |
A golden ring which I know you have | |
Deliver it, deliver it, your sweet life to save" | |
" Oh that golden ring a token is | |
My life I' ll lose, the ring I' ll save" | |
Being tenderhearted just like a dove | |
She rode away, she rode away, from her true love | |
Now next morning in the garden green | |
Just like true lovers they were seen | |
He spied his watch hanging by her clothes | |
Which made him blush, made him blush, like any rose | |
" Oh what makes you blush at so silly a thing | |
I thought to have had your golden ring | |
' Twas I that robbed you all on the plain | |
So here' s your watch, here' s your watch and your gold again" | |
" Oh I did intend and it was to know | |
If that you were me true love or no | |
So now I have a contented mind | |
My heart and all my heart and all my dear is thine" |
Sovay, Sovay all on a day | |
She dressed herself in man' s array | |
With a sword and pistol all by her side | |
To meet her true love, to meet her true love, away did ride | |
As she was riding over the plain | |
She met her true love and bid him stand | |
" Your gold and silver, kind Sir," she said | |
" Or else this moment, or else this moment, your life I' ll have" | |
And when she' d robbed him of his store | |
She said, " Kind Sir, there is one thing more | |
A golden ring which I know you have | |
Deliver it, deliver it, your sweet life to save" | |
" Oh that golden ring a token is | |
My life I' ll lose, the ring I' ll save" | |
Being tenderhearted just like a dove | |
She rode away, she rode away, from her true love | |
Now next morning in the garden green | |
Just like true lovers they were seen | |
He spied his watch hanging by her clothes | |
Which made him blush, made him blush, like any rose | |
" Oh what makes you blush at so silly a thing | |
I thought to have had your golden ring | |
' Twas I that robbed you all on the plain | |
So here' s your watch, here' s your watch and your gold again" | |
" Oh I did intend and it was to know | |
If that you were me true love or no | |
So now I have a contented mind | |
My heart and all my heart and all my dear is thine" |