Bow and balance to me There lived an old lord by the northern sea And he had daughters one, two, three I'll be true to my love if my love will be true to me
Its fiddle sounds like her murdered song.
How can we have Halloween without the lyke-wake dirge?
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I have several; I wanted to post a version I hadn't shared before. But this is my favorite of all of them, I think:
Roger Wilson, "Two Sisters"
Bow and balance to me
There lived an old lord by the northern sea
And he had daughters one, two, three
I'll be true to my love if my love will be true to me
Its fiddle sounds like her murdered song.
How can we have Halloween without the lyke-wake dirge?
You are right.
Buffy Sainte-Marie, "Lyke Wake Dirge."