Two Sisters (Bonnie Broom)
There was a lady lived in York
Lay the bend tae the bonnie broom
Two daughters were the babes she bore
Fa la la la la la la la la la
As one grew bright as is the sun, Lay...
So darker grew the elder one, fa la...
A knight came riding to the lady's door
he traveled far to be the wooer
He courted one with gloves and rings
But he loved the younger above all things
Sister will you go with me
To watch the ships all on the sea
She took her sister by the hand
And led her down to the North Sea strand
Long they stood on the windy shore
The Darker threw her sister o'er
Sometimes she sank, sometimes she swam
Crying, Sister, reach to me your hand
O Sister, Sister, let me live
And all that's mine I'll surely give
It's your own true love that I'll have and more
But thou shalt never come ashore
And there she floated like a swan
The salt sea bore her body on
Some minstrels walked along the strand
And saw the maiden float close to them
They made a harp of her breastbone
Whose sound would melt a heart of stone
They took strands of her yellow hair
And with it strung their harp so fair
They went into her father's hall
To play the harp before them all
But as they laid it on a stone
The harp began to play alone
The first string sang a doleful sound
The brighter, younger sister drownded
The second string did then reply
In terror sits the black-haired bride
The first string sang beneath the bow
And surely now the tears would flow
Child #10
sung by Frankie Armstrong on Lovely on Water
and by the Golden Ring
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Two Sisters (Bonnie Broom)
There was a lady lived in York
Lay the bend tae the bonnie broom
Two daughters were the babes she bore
Fa la la la la la la la la la
As one grew bright as is the sun, Lay...
So darker grew the elder one, fa la...
A knight came riding to the lady's door
he traveled far to be the wooer
He courted one with gloves and rings
But he loved the younger above all things
Sister will you go with me
To watch the ships all on the sea
She took her sister by the hand
And led her down to the North Sea strand
Long they stood on the windy shore
The Darker threw her sister o'er
Sometimes she sank, sometimes she swam
Crying, Sister, reach to me your hand
O Sister, Sister, let me live
And all that's mine I'll surely give
It's your own true love that I'll have and more
But thou shalt never come ashore
And there she floated like a swan
The salt sea bore her body on
Some minstrels walked along the strand
And saw the maiden float close to them
They made a harp of her breastbone
Whose sound would melt a heart of stone
They took strands of her yellow hair
And with it strung their harp so fair
They went into her father's hall
To play the harp before them all
But as they laid it on a stone
The harp began to play alone
The first string sang a doleful sound
The brighter, younger sister drownded
The second string did then reply
In terror sits the black-haired bride
The first string sang beneath the bow
And surely now the tears would flow
Child #10
sung by Frankie Armstrong on Lovely on Water
and by the Golden Ring
There was a lady lived in York
Lay the bend tae the bonnie broom
Two daughters were the babes she bore
Fa la la la la la la la la la
As one grew bright as is the sun, Lay...
So darker grew the elder one, fa la...
A knight came riding to the lady's door
he traveled far to be the wooer
He courted one with gloves and rings
But he loved the younger above all things
Sister will you go with me
To watch the ships all on the sea
She took her sister by the hand
And led her down to the North Sea strand
Long they stood on the windy shore
The Darker threw her sister o'er
Sometimes she sank, sometimes she swam
Crying, Sister, reach to me your hand
O Sister, Sister, let me live
And all that's mine I'll surely give
It's your own true love that I'll have and more
But thou shalt never come ashore
And there she floated like a swan
The salt sea bore her body on
Some minstrels walked along the strand
And saw the maiden float close to them
They made a harp of her breastbone
Whose sound would melt a heart of stone
They took strands of her yellow hair
And with it strung their harp so fair
They went into her father's hall
To play the harp before them all
But as they laid it on a stone
The harp began to play alone
The first string sang a doleful sound
The brighter, younger sister drownded
The second string did then reply
In terror sits the black-haired bride
The first string sang beneath the bow
And surely now the tears would flow
Child #10
sung by Frankie Armstrong on Lovely on Water
and by the Golden Ring