Joan Baez
The Unquiet Grave
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(Traditional)
Cold blows the wind to my true love,
And gently drops the rain.
Ive never had but one true love,
And in green-wood he lies slain.
Ill do as much for my true love,
As any young girl may,
Ill sit and mourn all on his grave,
For twelve months and a day.
And when twelve months and a day was passed,
The ghost did rise and speak,
"Why sittest thou all on my grave
And will no let me sleep?"
"Go fetch me water from the desert,
And blood from out the stone,
Go fetch me milk from a fair maids breast
That young man never has known."
"How oft on yonder grave, sweetheart,
Where we were want to walk,
The fairest flower that eer I saw
Has withered to a stalk."
"A stalk has withered and dead, sweetheart,
The flower will never return,
And since Ive lost my own true love,
What can I do but yearn."
"When will we meet again, sweetheart,
When will we meet again?"
"When the autumn leaves that fall from the trees
Are green and spring up again."
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