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mary humphreys & anahata - lord lovell كلمات الأغنية

[verse 1]
lord lovell he stood at his castle gate
combing his milk-white steed
by there came lady nancy belle
a-wishing her lover good speed
a-wishing her lover good speed

[verse 2]
“oh where are you going, lord lovell?”, she said
“where are you going?”, said she
“i’m going away, lady nancy belle
strange countries for to see
strange countries for to see”

[verse 3]
“when will you be back, lord lovell?”, she said
“when will you be back?”, said she
“in a year or two, or three at the most
i’ll return to my lady nancy
i’ll return to my lady nancy”

[verse 4]
well he hadn’t been gone a year and a day
strange countries for to see
when languishing thoughts it came into his mind
lady nancy he’d go and see
lady nancy he’d go and see

[verse 5]
so lord lovell he rode on his milk-white steed
until he came to london town
there he heard saint pancras’ bell
and the people all mourning around
the people all mourning around

[verse 6]
“oh, who is dead?”, lord lovell, he said
“who is dead?”, said he
“a lady is dead,” an old woman she said
and they called her the lady nancy
and they called her the lady nancy”

[verse 7]
well he caused the grave to be opened straight
and the shroud to be turned down
and there he kissed her clay-cold cheeks
and his tears came a-trinkling down
and his tears came a-trinkling down

[verse 8]
lady nancy she died it might be today
lord lovell, he died on the morrow
lady nancy died of a broken heart
lord lovel he died of pure sorrow
lord lovel he died of pure sorrow

[verse 9]
lady nancy was buried in the church
lord lovell was buried in the choir
out of her bosom there grew a red rose
out of lord lovell’s a briar
and out of lord lovell’s a briar

[verse 10]
and they grew til the reached the church steeple-top
til they could grow no higher
there they twined in a true lover’s knot
for all true lovers to admire
for all true lovers to admire

[verse 11]
yes they growed and they growed to the top of the church
until they could not grow no higher
and it’s there they entwined in a true lover’s knot
for true lovers all to admire
for true lovers all to admire

- mary humphreys anahata

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